Wtf a Noptepad?

I done been down bad, I ain't tryna go back Like bitch, I'm next to blow and everybody know that This shit straight off the dome Like what the f*ck a notepad? And for the gang, nigga know that I'm ridin' right or wrong I just hope all my niggas on the same type of time, im on I know I'm pop it' with this rappin' and it wont be long Like Do you know that feelin' when you just them riches On your minds steady stressing Like you just gotta get it Hold on, wait, I'm finna talk my shit Bitch, Im the one gone pave the way You know you gotta pay to play Like bro got no brain and he tryna go shoot him shit Like Klay And we give out flame, and this shit gon' blow up Like propane If it ain't bout money, then what the f*ck is we talkin' bout It all fun and game until we bring them fuckin' choppers out And niggas tough up on the net in real life they be coppin' out Nigga aint gone send that dot high as f*ck Like astronaut Like all I fuckin' want is some money and a lot of guns Like Spend 50 racks up on the piece, Like that shit ain't nothin Like bitch, I know the real smackers', if I fuckin' push that button Lil bro them be gettin' active, I ain't gotta tell him nothing Like f*ck some fuckin' memories, I just be matchin' energy Bro, he got the gas , you want some, come give him 10 G Don't get your ass smoked, Like some fuckin' swisher, sweets Love' when niggas play it' sweet, get your ass hit up with heat