🎵 12 Styles of Rapping! (Youtuber Edition) // by Quadeca

7 Contributors12 Styles of Rapping! (Youtuber Edition) Lyrics [Part I: ZIAS & B Lou] [Verse 1: Quadeca (as ZIAS) & Quadeca (as B. Lou), both] Wait I might just cop me a Wraith, huh Yeah, wait, okay Wraith look like outer space, huh (Yeah) You be lookin' out of place, huh I pull up icy, Christmas Day, yeah, huh (Ayy, yeah) Pull up icy, Christmas Day, huh I might fuck on your bitch in the face (Yeah!) If you hatin', I'll get you erased Hannah Baker, know I'm droppin' them tapes, yeah, huh Oh-ho-! I be droppin' them tapes, huh Tay K, I do the race, huh I can not fuck with no face Wearin' Gucci, but don't fuck with no snakes, yeah, huh Can't fuck with no snakes, huh I just came out early, huh Your bitch's hair be lookin' curly I might do my dance, Roy Purdy, yeah, huh Roy Purdy, huh Bitch be actin hella dirty, huh (Hmm) All that smoke is that high grade Call that EduBirdie, yeah! [Part II: RiceGum] [Intro 1] Hey! [Verse 2: Quadeca (as RiceGum)] I was broke, now, you see me in the hills Yeah, they said that I was meek, now I'm steady makin' mill's All Designer on me, I can't let it spill, that's for real Droppin' fire, boy, you know it's not a drill Jake and Logan, you some corny-ass haters But I'm here makin' bands, I'm just storin' mad paper Got a house in the hills, it come with a elevator Your career goin' down, like the wrong escalator, huh They said I need to chill, that's what the ice do So why your girl be checkin' everything that Rice do? She hit me up, I'm like, "Sorry, I don't like you" I've been writin' bangers and you're stuck writin' some haikus In the hills, yeah, I got a high view Which makes sense- check my channel, got a lot of high views Came up from the bottom, I was who they lied to Now my vids be going viral, like they got the swine flu [Part III: The Fast White Rapper] [Intro 2: Quadeca (as The Fast White Rapper)] Yo! Huh, huh... [Verse 3: Quadeca (as The Fast White Rapper)] I've been doin' everythin', I'm takin' all my medicine I'm gettin' so much evidence, stay gettin' where you've never been I'm elegant, developin', I'm gettin' in my element The etiquette is eminent, I'll never have to edit it I don't actually say anythin' that makes sense But I'm rappin' it so fast, they really think that I'm the best But then when you take a look at all the lyrics that I rapped Then you realize this shit ain't even good, it's really trash [Part IV: Scarlxrd] [Intro 3: Quadeca (as Scarlxrd)] Aah! [Verse 4: Quadeca (as Scarlxrd)] Everybody wants me to die! I wanna stab myself up in the eye! The Devil wants to watch me as I bleed! The angels want my blood, they made of greed! I stab myself with a knife, [?]! Uh The world is corrupted with darkness! Buried alive, I'm a carcass! [Part V: Diss God] [Intro 4: Quadeca (as Diss God)] Yeah [Verse 5: Quadeca] Went to dinner with your bitch, and we hit it off All these fingers pointed at me, I'ma flip 'em off And I ain't never dropped a song, only snippets, dawg So many snippets on me, you should call me 'Snippet God' I just pulled up in a 'Rari wit' the new seats Now they tryna mention me, but, sorry, I don't view tweets ([?]) Running up the numbers, and you're hardly on your two feet And if it ain't Tee Grizzley, well, I'm sorry, I don't use beats (No Way Jose) Yeah [Part VI: The Minecraft Parody Rapper] [Verse 6: Quadeca] I got one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight Creepers in my Minecraft, hah, in my Minecraft Hah, in my Minecraft, hah, in my Minecraft Whoa, huh, hey, haha, yeah [Part VII: KSI] [Verse 7: Quadeca] I'm a beast! No one will win when I feast I cannot be beat, Logan, I'm seein' you down at my feet I put in work, and all you do is tweet Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah [Interlude: Quadeca] Alright, fuck that, I can't do that one I just can't I just can't do your voice, bro How the fuck am I supposed to do his voice? [Part VIII: DDG] [Verse 8: Quadeca] DDG throwin' checks on the floor Droppin' a hit, now, they checkin' for more You makin' it rain, but I'm makin' it pour You better get your ass out of the door Twenty on my sneakers Twenty for a feature She wanna call my baby I ain't fuckin' with no Bieber Your bitch, she a eater They play me on the speaker You-You pull up in a Honda While I pull up in a Beamer I book your bitch flight See me eat it, wanna big bite I'ma pull up in all white These haters mad, that's alright D-DDG getting paper I'll fuck your bitch later Can't fuck with no hater You-You ridin' waves like a sailor [Part IX: Bhad Bhabie] [Verse 9: Quadeca] Hey, bitch, hey, bitch Stop talkin', don't say shit, heh All you bitches is basic, heh You basic, I hate it, eheh Diamonds on my chain, huh You broke, get out my lane, huh What the fuck you be sayin'? Huh I'm the hottest in the game [Part X: FlightReacts/FTC] [Verse 10: Quadeca] Fuck your motherfuckin' feelings, bitch! (Can Flight please stand up?) Y'all ain't shit, y'all ain't shit, y'all ain't shit! [Part XI: Jake Paul] [Verse 11: Quadeca] My name is Jake Paul, and you know I never fall Like I'm playin' basketball, you know I gotta ball I'm dunkin' on my haters, 'cause you know I'm very tall I started from the bottom, so you know I've seen it all, bro When I'm playin' baseball, I hit it out the ballpark Deji, you a bitch, I'll knock you out and chant "Walmart!" "Walmart!" You gon' fall hard Buy my merch, Jake Paulers, we all stars! [Part XII: Logan Paul] [Verse 12: Quadeca] I'm Logan, I do this for the Mavericks! Buy my merch, if you buy it, then you know you have it! I'm like Santa's Elf, 'cause you know I'm always rappin' When I finish, everybody cheer, they start clappin' [Outro: Quadeca] Holy shit, I'm never doing that again