17 Styles of Rapping! Quadeca
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[Part I: New Playboi Carti [2018]]
[Verse 1: Quadeca (as Playboi Carti [2018])]
Got my Gucci sneakers, uh (Eee)
Got, my whip, might [?], uh
I might [?] my [?], uh (Woo)
Hop in that boat with the shit, uh (What? What? What?)
Hop at that bih wit' the [?], uh ([?], pew-pew, what [?])
[?] notice me (What? [?])
She from overseas, uh, yeah (Woah, woah, hello?)
Uh, fuckin' on your thot (What? What? What?)
I got all the shit (Fuckin'-Fuckin' on your thot, thot, thot!)
Money on my neck (Bit', bit'! What? What? What?)
It's a [?] (What? What? What? What?)
My stummy hurt (What? What? What? What?)
My stummy hurt, my stummy hurt (What? Uh, yeah)
[Part II: KILLY]
[Verse 2: Quadeca (as KILLY)]
KILLY really made it out the basement, uh
Pull up to the party in my A6
Your chain is so small, look like a bracelet, uh
All these zeros, like I'm coming out "The Matrix"
KILLY really made it out the basement, uh
Wonderin' why everybody hatin'
When I pull up to Toronto, they go ape-shit, uh
Foreign lookin' like a fuckin' spaceship
[Verse 1: Quadeca (as Playboi Carti [2018])]
Got my Gucci sneakers, uh (Eee)
Got, my whip, might [?], uh
I might [?] my [?], uh (Woo)
Hop in that boat with the shit, uh (What? What? What?)
Hop at that bih wit' the [?], uh ([?], pew-pew, what [?])
[?] notice me (What? [?])
She from overseas, uh, yeah (Woah, woah, hello?)
Uh, fuckin' on your thot (What? What? What?)
I got all the shit (Fuckin'-Fuckin' on your thot, thot, thot!)
Money on my neck (Bit', bit'! What? What? What?)
It's a [?] (What? What? What? What?)
My stummy hurt (What? What? What? What?)
My stummy hurt, my stummy hurt (What? Uh, yeah)
[Part II: KILLY]
[Verse 2: Quadeca (as KILLY)]
KILLY really made it out the basement, uh
Pull up to the party in my A6
Your chain is so small, look like a bracelet, uh
All these zeros, like I'm coming out "The Matrix"
KILLY really made it out the basement, uh
Wonderin' why everybody hatin'
When I pull up to Toronto, they go ape-shit, uh
Foreign lookin' like a fuckin' spaceship
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