Pimp talk - Intellectual

[intro bagchasintee]

(pimp game [?])

(you’re listening to the hottest beats [?])

Now, let me tell you something bout a nigga named tee

If you want some dick i’ma charge you a fee

I got 50 for a eighth if you want some weed, im finna bring the west back they gon call me the king

Like my pops did it first and i’ma do it again but i’ma make it this time y’all ain’t gon steal my trend

You said 100$ for a gram? well i’ma need about 10 because if i don’t smoke, you getting hit in the chin

Me and my girl broke up because she said i ain’t shit well you wasn’t even cute you lil dirty broke bitch

I should’ve been left your ass and hit you right in the lip

And you ain’t gon do shit girl because tee love to pimp

Ayo here’s some gum, because your breath is hot

If you speaking on tee we gon spin the block

We not blueface but we keep some mops

And i’ma keep on dropping til my team on top, nigga

(yeah my phone died)

(hold on)

(ay put some patron in this for me)

(look)

Bitch you need some dove cause yo pits is musty and you can’t be mine cause yo fits be dusty

Better change them chains cause they gettin rusty

Don’t bring her round me cause she wanna fuck me

We can go bar for bar, you ain’t hotter than me

Til i lose pussy bitch, stop bothering me

Before you sneak diss tee you better start honorin’ me

Because i [?] you niggas i should charge you a fee

Tryna go on a date? we gon hit mickey d’s cause that’s all you worth you ain’t finna trick on me

Can’t drive the ‘lamb truck cause i lost the keys, i’m dumb as fuck i need to stop the weed

I’d rather beat my meat, ion need your coochie everyday we lit, they should call me lucci

They should record my life cause that shit a movie (shit, on god that’s a movie)

Well, well

Lemme tell you bout nelson

A south central street nigga who care about his feet

I ain’t never like my father i never snitch on [?]

Ima mind my business that’s just [?]

All these bald head bitches tryna suck my meat

I thought i told you broke bitches i’ma need my [?]

We steady [?] these hoes like they the MVP

Bag chasin [?]

You lil real rapper niggas never made no cheese

Wonder why yo views bad? you ain’t as good as you think

Yeah yo bitch steady callin she keep bringing the cheese

And you know me, i’ma need my [?]

(damn did my shit just die too?)

(hey baby just go ahead and spark that wood for me)