Not A Rapper

Yeh, I'm not a rapper (Nope) Ay, I'm not a rapper But you niggas couldn't even see me if you had on 3D glasses Yep hay let's go! Gotta keep it confidential If you wanna talk to me Screaming out extortion Keep it on me.. Ain't no offing me Gave these niggas plates I passed em out jus like the offering Tried to get all in my ear like mosquitoes I OFF'ed em den ! Whacked em down My bag too big to trip like i went out of town Still the same lil nigga from Binghampton I got money now Hairpin all the glocks We shoot to kill, I bet I run you down Quick to turn a rapper to a track star Got em running out (Zoooom) Locked in like a fed baby Flow so sick, no med papers My lil homie hop out Crease a nigga like he Fred Drapers And i'm from the M Where if you owe me; Pay me in a lump sum I can't rock with them, wanna be me These niggas suckers like Dum-Dum's Ain't gotta be night time, just wait til the right time And we can make it happen! I'm living the life now, come out and the lights shine Ima make it rapping! Icey you so fucking bumping bra Ay yeh i know that Try not to show my flexing side But they gone make me show that "Always want me to beg... I'm not fan", I'm like fasho that We ain't shooting the air, gone hit the target Where the scope at I'm dripping, I'm dripping This Dolce Gabbana These niggas Actors, pretenders... Drama Sticked up every show, I walk in with drummers Shoot out the clip make it spit like a Llama You better get back, Yo brains go Splat I'm in the back of the Cat, counting racks It's a new year, At they neck like some plats Ain't sparing niggas like i ran out of flats! We catch bodies, Know some niggas in the hood And killing is they hobby If it come to it, i know Bezzal he gone catch that body Big homie at the rim, I make the play And TD lob it In Houston with some racks, Run up on me, we shoot the rockets! (Harden) Haha, Not A Rapper nigga!