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17 styles of rapping! - quadeca lyrics

[verse 1: new playboi carti]
yeah, my gucci sneakers
got my [?]
[?] my d-ck
hop in that boat with the [?]
[gibberish]
[?] notice me
she from overseas
f-ckin’ on yo thot
i got [?]
[?]
my stummy hurt
my stummy hurt
my stummy hurt

[verse 2: k!lly]
k!lly really made it out the bas-m-nt
pull up to the party in my 8-6
your chain is so small, looks like a bracelet
all these zeros like i’m coming out the matrix
k!lly really made it out the bas-m-nt
wonderin’ why everybody hatin’
when i pull up to toronto they go ape-sh-t
foreign lookin’ like a f-ckin’ sp-ceship

[verse 3: tee grizzley]
too many years down in the trenches, i got used to that
now they see me winnin’, they like “how the f-ck he doin’ that?”
i’m new to that, everybody claimin’ that they used to rap
i’mma shoot my shot and throw it up and then she threw it back
that was like the middle of the d-mn night
everybody buggin’, can’t get off me like some headlights
made it out the dark and i ain’t had to use no headlights
b-tch, i had to go i’m runnin’ every single red light
yeah

[verse 4: sheck wes]
mudboy
i’m the main-man, you a side-guy
b-tches say that i’m a snack, like it’s five-guys
sent a signal to my shooters, no wifi
ain’t the captain but these b-tches sayin’ “aye, aye”
sayin’ “i, i, ain’t a nice guy” (b-tch)
i’m a cat, b-tch you know that i got nine lives (b-tch)
sheck wes don’t follow no guidelines
big b-tch, stop wastin’ all of my time (b-tch)
sayin’ “i, i, i, ain’t a really-really nice guy”
f-ck that b-tch, said my name was “billy” like a white guy
young sheck wes on that cover of the high-tide
if you see me on the f-ckin’ highway then you might die
mudboy

[verse 5: jid]

[verse 6: ybn cordae]

[verse 7: post malone]
ooh, i fell with your cigarette smoke
told it told my heart, and you never let go
told it told my heart, and you never get cold
i thought i learned my lesson
never fall in love with your best-friend, yeah
i thought i learned my lesson
never fall in love with your best-friend, yeah

[verse 8: juice wrld/roy woods]
ooh, that was known
i should’ve known
i should’ve known
if you want to know
i should’ve known
should’ve never let me

[verse 9: g herbo]

[verse 10: gunna]
yeah, i been on the road, i been on the way
i might pull-up, hit a l!ck, if you in my way
i had to put that bit’ right in her place
i’m goin’ hard, b-tch get out of my way
[?] you can’t make no mistakes
now my diamonds got more drip than a lake
[?]
[?]
i been making hits, okay (huh)
i been on my sh-t, okay (huh)
diamonds on my wrist, okay (huh)
i been making hits on hits, okay (huh)
all this off-white on my fit, made that drip in a day
met that b-tch in l.a
f-ck that bit’ on the same day

[verse 11: young thug]

[verse 12: takeoff]
[?] narco (hol’ up)
i just get it, i spend it, breakin’ no barcode (no)
i beat the p-ssy up like i’m naruto (beat it)
yeah i [?]

[verse 13: blueface]
d-mn, i’m really trynna get my paper
i’m trynna f-ck, if she ain’t trynna f-ck then i’mma save her for later
i’m trynna go up, i’m trynna get up just like an elevator
if you don’t want to talk to me, sorry i’ll see you later
huh, yeah, i’m finna get it

[verse 14: kid buu]
(kid buu clone joke)

[verse 15: old a$ap rocky]
nice too meet ya, these off-whites, no nike sneakers

[verse 16: immortal technique]

[verse 17: quadeca]
i’m like 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, she never wanted to pick up on my line
i was too awkward, i acted like einstein
tryin’ to put together the pieces in my mind
too many hours on internet, faking my intellect in my bed
making a universe with my time (huh)
i’m livin’ life auto-pilot, ’cause i’m so fly and i’m not even tryin’ (huh)
ain’t nothin’-

- quadeca lyrics

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