Undertaker - Intellectual

[Intro]

(Ooh, Sav killed it)

(I'm back)

Big chop, this the Undertaker

Beat her from the bottom, I'ma under-take her

Four-five'll roll his ass up, this a mummy maker

Told the bitch to toot that ass up, that's my money maker

Bro cookin' heavy-ass dope, it's an oven breaker

My nigga pull up in a black Chally, it's a stolen shaker

Plug told me meet him in thirty, we met an hour later

My brothers throwin' pints in the freezer, savin' fours for later

Look, I'ma keep it Giannis with you (That's a buck)

I mean I'ma keep it honest with you

This four-five'll lean your mans back, he be reclinin' with you

I know I said four-five two times, but I ain't lyin' to you

Get into a shootout with Curry, I'm leavin' out with Dame

Give her good dick, then dip, she say I'm actin' strange

I almost got killed in a whip, I snatched off in a 'Stang

One bullet leave you left for dead, this is not the game

This a Drac', why I gotta aim?

If you don't spell it with an X, that is not my name

If you don't wake up thinkin' 'bout money, why you got a brain?

Three different type of eighthy packs, but they all the same

You say you gon' rob me? Nigga, how you sound?

Yeah, you the toughest nigga when I'm not around

ARP with a custom trigger, it shoot a lot of rounds

R.I.P.'ll snatch your guts out and break your ass down

Yeah, I'm talkin' 'bout a Backwood

My nigga can't shoot a blick for shit, but he scrap good

Her head could use a little bit of spit, but her cat good

Bitch got some good-ass weave, but her naps hood

Get it? Like, the whole back of her neck, like, ghetto

Like, under her wig is straight nigga hair

Alright, if you ain't got it yet, you ain't gon' get it

She suck my shit in soft— look

Okay

She suck my shit on soft, she let it grow up in her mouth

She gotta vacuum me up, she got some chores up in this house

My bitch can drink by herself, you ain't gotta pour it in her mouth

Man, these hoes'll set you up, I bring my blower in the house

Damn, we just broke the bed, fuck it, blow her on the couch

You making the spot hot as hell, nigga, go around the house

I'm just riding down Pingree with the blower on the South

Nigga, this exotic weed, you gotta place an order for a pound