"No Rapper" lyrics
You're all a bunch of fucking assholes, you know why?
'Cause you don't have the guts to be what you wanna be
You need people like me
You need people like me so you can point your fucking fingers
And say, "That's the bad guy"
So, what that make you? Good? You're not good
You just know how to hide, how to lie
Me, I don't have that problem
Me, I always tell the truth even when I lie
So say good night to the bad guy
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah
Naw, for real
Like
I'm really not a rapper (Who the fuck is that guy? Banga)
No cap
Really ain't no rapper, so, yeah, I'm kinda new to this
I really was a trapper, young nigga hop out and shoot some shit
7.62s, .556s, Glock came with a coolant kit
I was on some shooter shit, you was on some groupie shit
Really ain't no rapper, so, yeah, I'm kinda new to this
I really was a trapper, young nigga hop out and shoot some shit
7.62s, .556s, Glock came with a coolant kit
I was on some shooter shit, you was on some groupie shit
Never was the type to ride the wave, I got my fuckin' own
Couple niggas crossed me, now a couple niggas fuckin' gone
Niggas say they slime, but they be lyin', they hide when shit get on
Hop out with this bump stock, make your heart stop and put one to your dome
Hop out with this bump stock, make your car stop and put one to your face
Drivin' this car fast, I do the dash, I feel like it's a race
Fell in love with Wock', it ain't no cap, I like the way it taste
I turn into a demon when you see that ski mask on my face
Really ain't no rapper, so, yeah, I'm kinda new to this
I really was a trapper, young nigga hop out and shoot some shit
7.62s, .556s, Glock came with a coolant kit
I was on some shooter shit, you was on some groupie shit
Really ain't no rapper, so, yeah, I'm kinda new to this
I really was a trapper, young nigga hop out and shoot some shit
7.62s, .556s, Glock came with a coolant kit
I was on some shooter shit, you was on some groupie shit
Got off my ass and got it poppin' at an early age
My nigga died and he was sixteen, that's an early age
Pop out with them fuckin' Dracs right now and show you nothin' but rage
Free my nigga Mula, he an ape, right now, he in the cage
All I know is go get paid, on the block, I serve the J's
Mama told me stop the slidin', but I can't stop up in this race
.223s knock off his face, I ain't got time to tote the Drac'
223, that's the name of the tape and this bitch on the way
Really ain't no rapper, so, yeah, I'm kinda new to this
I really was a trapper, young nigga hop out and shoot some shit
7.62s, .556s, Glock came with a coolant kit
I was on some shooter shit, you was on some groupie shit
Really ain't no rapper, so, yeah, I'm kinda new to this
I really was a trapper, young nigga hop out and shoot some shit
7.62s, .556s, Glock came with a coolant kit (Who the fuck is that guy? Banga)
I was on some shooter shit, you was on some groupie shit
'Cause you don't have the guts to be what you wanna be
You need people like me
You need people like me so you can point your fucking fingers
And say, "That's the bad guy"
So, what that make you? Good? You're not good
You just know how to hide, how to lie
Me, I don't have that problem
Me, I always tell the truth even when I lie
So say good night to the bad guy
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah
Naw, for real
Like
I'm really not a rapper (Who the fuck is that guy? Banga)
No cap
Really ain't no rapper, so, yeah, I'm kinda new to this
I really was a trapper, young nigga hop out and shoot some shit
7.62s, .556s, Glock came with a coolant kit
I was on some shooter shit, you was on some groupie shit
Really ain't no rapper, so, yeah, I'm kinda new to this
I really was a trapper, young nigga hop out and shoot some shit
7.62s, .556s, Glock came with a coolant kit
I was on some shooter shit, you was on some groupie shit
Never was the type to ride the wave, I got my fuckin' own
Couple niggas crossed me, now a couple niggas fuckin' gone
Niggas say they slime, but they be lyin', they hide when shit get on
Hop out with this bump stock, make your heart stop and put one to your dome
Hop out with this bump stock, make your car stop and put one to your face
Drivin' this car fast, I do the dash, I feel like it's a race
Fell in love with Wock', it ain't no cap, I like the way it taste
I turn into a demon when you see that ski mask on my face
Really ain't no rapper, so, yeah, I'm kinda new to this
I really was a trapper, young nigga hop out and shoot some shit
7.62s, .556s, Glock came with a coolant kit
I was on some shooter shit, you was on some groupie shit
Really ain't no rapper, so, yeah, I'm kinda new to this
I really was a trapper, young nigga hop out and shoot some shit
7.62s, .556s, Glock came with a coolant kit
I was on some shooter shit, you was on some groupie shit
Got off my ass and got it poppin' at an early age
My nigga died and he was sixteen, that's an early age
Pop out with them fuckin' Dracs right now and show you nothin' but rage
Free my nigga Mula, he an ape, right now, he in the cage
All I know is go get paid, on the block, I serve the J's
Mama told me stop the slidin', but I can't stop up in this race
.223s knock off his face, I ain't got time to tote the Drac'
223, that's the name of the tape and this bitch on the way
Really ain't no rapper, so, yeah, I'm kinda new to this
I really was a trapper, young nigga hop out and shoot some shit
7.62s, .556s, Glock came with a coolant kit
I was on some shooter shit, you was on some groupie shit
Really ain't no rapper, so, yeah, I'm kinda new to this
I really was a trapper, young nigga hop out and shoot some shit
7.62s, .556s, Glock came with a coolant kit (Who the fuck is that guy? Banga)
I was on some shooter shit, you was on some groupie shit
