paroles de chanson Rappers Do Not Like Me - Crypt

Rappers do not like me, 'cause I see right through they bullshit
Rappin' 'bout a life they do not live, you cannot fool Crypt
Spittin' 'bout them guns, but they know nothin' 'bout them full clips
And if I lay a choppa on they lap, you see they full of shit

Zach (Uh-huh)
Why these motherfuckers act up
When the post on the gram, and they act tough
I saw a dude post a clip the other
But the clip wasn't even in the fucking gun
(Hahahaha)
Bro what the fuck it got cold outside, 'cause you puttin' on a front
You can't fool a motherfucker that knows how to use the gun
Put it back in your pocket, you ain't scarin' no one
Rappers be doin' the most
They be posting these pictures, ridin' in a Ghost
But we know it is rented by their buddy's folks
Only one that you is your Snapchat post
So give 'em back that Rolls (Rolls, rolls, rolls)
And roll your ass out
Your life is 'bout as fake as that deal you turned down
Rappers always tellin' tons of fables
Rappers always sayin' fuck a label
But if it actually happened, they'd be crackin' quicker
Than the DJ scratchin' at the turntable
Rappers always sayin' fuck the fame
Rappers always say it's my time
Rappers always say they run the game
But I see 'em limping on the sidelines, 'cause

Rappers do not like me, 'cause I see right through they bullshit
Rappin' 'bout a life they do not live, you cannot fool Crypt
Spittin' 'bout them guns, but they know nothin' 'bout them full clips
And if laid a choppa on they lap, you'll see they full of shit

Rappers do not like me, I don't give a fuck
Rappers do not like me, throw my middle fingers up
Rappers do not like me, they say I'm not enough
Rappers do not like me, won't you come and get some, cuz?
Rappers do not like me, I don't give a fuck
Rappers do not like me, throw my middle fingers up
Rappers do not like me, they say I'm not enough
Rappers do not like me, won't you come and get some, cuz?

Okay, low-key made me high-key
Know these rappers do not like me
'Cause I cracked the code, I made the mold
Let everyone come bite me
It's unlikely that you talk up on the web, but wanna fight me
'Cause in person, you a bitch, I took a picture with your wifey, yo
Say cheese for the camera, I'm a pro, your an amateur
Niggas get real weird when they get a little clout
But we both know you broke as a janitor
I really never been a fan of ya
I got goons that'll handle ya
I don't wanna shake hands with ya
I got three mill' chillin' in the bank right now
And I ain't even got a manager
'Cause I be on my shit
You should quit, hate is for the weak
Made it from the mud, but you stuck
Blamin' it on me, that's a trip
But acknowledge them? Wait and we gon' see
Want a diss? Book me for a feature
Eat you for a fee
It's Indie Amplify, ample time
To spit it and tantalize
Handsome guys, still killin' it, all you do is fantasize
Handle mine, I know they mad at me, but I just love 'em
Ask the last guy that came and dissed me
How I ended that discussion, come on

Rappers do not like me, 'cause I see right through they bullshit
Rappin' 'bout a life they do not live, you cannot fool Crypt
Spittin' 'bout them guns, but they know nothin' 'bout them full clips
And if I laid the choppa on they lap, you see they full of shit

Rappers do not like me, I don't give a fuck
Rappers do not like me, throw my middle fingers up
Rappers do not like me, they say I'm not enough
Rappers do not like me, won't you come and get some, cuz?
Rappers do not like me, I don't give a fuck
Rappers do not like me, throw my middle fingers up
Rappers do not like me, they say I'm not enough
Rappers do not like me, won't you come and get some, cuz?