[Intro] Yah! And I'm Still Not Typical [Verse] Riding 'round, bumping that Yeezus Only get real rappers on my features I'm on my Kyrie Irving sh** All you other n***as' sitting in the bleachers Taught myself, I don't need no teachers f** your clothes, n***a make me wanna bleach 'em Every time I come through, hoes be shaking Hoes be having epileptic seizures I ain't worried bout nothing But these n***as always worried bout something Came with a date? n***a that's your cousin She ain't my cousin, so I stole your cousin I ain't worried bout nothing Got your lady in my kitchen making muffins Came through the back, so a n***a never fronting And I'm not typical, so what's the point of stunting? Um, let's get this straight I could beat you on my sickest days Cause I'm that iller Bald Cat k**er Got a dope fam, but I'm not Mac Miller n***as bout money, I don't want that scrilla And to tell you the truth, you are not that realer Leave fake n***as hogtied Want more? n***a check my archives Hit you with that one-hit K.O n***a, what I call that? "Pota**ium Oxide" Let that marinate n***as looking unstable, like they finna break I ain't worried about nothing n***a I ain't worried bout nothing I'm a f**ing rapper, I ain't worried about cussing Already got the turkey, I ain't worried bout stuffing I ain't worried bout nothing She said "Do me raw" If I do, I ain't nutting I just did you other rappers a favor If you don't mind, I don't need no more haters Yah!