Peculiar Fellow (Professional Capper) lyrics

[Verse 1]

I’m really rocking like Chrisean the way I’m chasing blues
Stay up on it’s *ss like sh*t stains when it’s chafing too
You schools n*ggas be worried about when your paper is due
I rap on instrumentals and question them how much paper is due

And I ain’t beefing with these n*ggas I go band for band
Surrounded by the Ms like M&Ms and the ampersand
I’ll stomp you out before you ever had a chance to plan and
Make him think twice and he double back like the camels can

If I can touch you you’re a stretchable b*stard
I ain’t saying I’ll do it it’s just a testable factor
B*tches really be clueless and they’re impressed by a rapper
I’m not even a gangster I’m professional capper

Cause I got rich up off the way that I exaggerate
And n*ggas ain’t gone do it how I do it so they have to hate
They hate a black man really winning when he stacking pape
But love to see them crashing out wishing now that he had a way

[Verse 2]

You think you f*cking with the kid you need to wake up
Cause what the f*ck is top shelf moon rock to some shake stuff
This ain’t no cap it’s really truth so better face up
No motion *ss n*ggas like Dababy go and shake sum
If money talks then my pockets on Tourettes
Paper on me like a shadow when you see a silhouette
Got your baby girl on tape and I ain't talking about cassette
She be coming when I tell her you could say she come correct

Black women they the sh*t I love them shaped up
Light and Dark skinned caked up with no make up
And like a porno I fantasize about double Ds but I’ll still love me a skinny girl with some A cups

I’m a weird *ss n*gga one peculiar fellow
This the proof in the pudding and the truth in the jello
I ain’t geeking off shrooms and I ain’t drinking modelo
But the way I beat the coochie you could call me Canelo

Im tryna *Clap clap clap clap clap* Im tryna see what's up
*Clap clap clap clap clap* Baby keep it up
*Clap clap clap clap clap* Now she eating nut
*Clap clap clap clap clap* She freaky as f*ck