[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!