Head Tapper - Intellectual

[Intro]

(Ayo, Babs, fuck them bitches up)

Like, grrah

Uh-huh (Deno, what's poppin'?)

It's Block, it's Block

55th boys

It's Block, it's Block

Head tappers, real trappers

55th shit, gangster

55th boys, gangster

Real droppers (Huh?), head tappers (Huh?), real trappers (Huh?)

I got some money, I got some bitches, I just need some more

He said that it's smoke, I told him put it on the fuckin' floor

I been gettin' bands, hit the mall and go, "Dior, Dior"

If I catch an opp with this Glock, I'ma up the score

Like, Derek roll with this chopper, tear a nigga ACL

All he heard was, "Grrah, grrah, grrah," he can't scream for help

Please don't call my phone, I'm in the zone, I'm on the paper route

If he dissin' Dot or Lil' Notti, we gon take him out

All my niggas shooters in this bitch, I bring the Lakers out

They think that I'm signed because this shit inside my bank account

Like OT Quanny, I be snappin' on this motherfucker

Niggas ain't believe that I'd be rich, I got it out the gutter

Same gang, I never changed, I'm always with my brothers

Nigga play and he gon' die, and that's on my mother

Shorty let me fuck, she just said that I got no manners

She said she like niggas with that bag, that means I'm her standards

Duffle bag full of cash, they think I'm a scammer

When I'm on the job, I always keep my hammer

Hollow tips and .223s turn that boy to a dancer

He said he want smoke, we done gave them niggas cancer