41 Killa - Intellectual

[Intro]

Baow, baow, baow

Grrah, grrah

[Chorus]

Oh, that's Dougie? We make him Dougie

Beam on his face means it's 'bout to get ugly

I'm on Chester, I got my gun and I'm comfy

I got my G if you moving dusty

Like, niggas gotta explain

Lay got stabbed, niggas made him strain

Nigga got shot, he ain't walking the same

Nigga, 41K, man, them lil niggas lame

Like, these niggas trolls, they got me tight

Them niggas pussy, don't believe the hype

And I don't give a fuck, it's on sight

If we don't got the knocks, I'ma beat on that dyke

Like, how you get beat on your way to a flight?

Nigga shaking his ass like he a dancer

I got some questions, I need some answers

Like, how could you put that on camera?

[Verse]

[?] I'm talking 'bout Cameron, hop out a Honda, I'm tryna blam 'em

The way I get money, they think I'ma scammer

Big bag when I come through the hood, I'm like Santa

Like, it's a stick-up, on bro, put your hands up

I ain't breaking the code, I ain't giving my mans up

Everything in that bag and give them bands up

Bend through that block, throw a shot, he can't stand up

It was just me and Ray tryna catch us a fool

When I came to that block, niggas ran in the store

Mo Kartii a bitch, had his face on the floor

He dropping my O, so it's [?]

If he trip and he fall, shoot at the floor

Then it's back to the block, niggas know what I'm on

When KR got locked he was talking to cops

Niggas linking with opps, [?]

If I see 41, 41 getting shot, like, grrah, grrah

Like, that shit was cute, ain't have enough for the G-Lock

I had to get me a deuce

Bitch, it's everything dead, word to my dead

Niggas know we ain't making no truce

Rip her thong, I'm tryna see what she do

Put the Perc in her butt, shawty getting loose