RAHHHH - Intellectual

[Intro]

And here comes number thirteen, Mr. Alt (Yeah, yeah)

Coming from the three-point line right now (Yeah, yeah)

Oh, shit, that nigga's dead as hell, oh, oh— (Oh my fucking god, nigga, rah!)

He keep talkin' out his neck, he gon' meet that fuckin' rah!

We gon' kick your door, one, two, three, and four, you hear that rah!

Murder what she wrote, saw him in the scope, I'm 'boutta rah!

Front page of the post, he ain't get a note, that nigga died

Knock up at your door, let me in, bitch, I'm gon' need that neck

Fuck he talking for? Stay up on that bench, don't get pressed

I might take your ho, give and go, pass it to my left

And that fye I tote, lеthal weapon, it rip through your chest

Heard shе got a big ol' booty, told that bitch to make it bounce

I'ma get up in that coochie, kill that cat and dog her out

They gon' *woof* when I *woof* 'cause they know what I'm about

Shit get wicked on this side, I suggest a different route

Agh! Hold the fuck up, nigga

Stepped in this bitch, break necks in this bitch

Kill TEC in this bitch, shoutout X in this bitch

Give a fuck about your vest, we aim for heads in this bitch

I say, "Yeah, trick, yeah," I'm the best in this bitch