SATURATION 003 - Intellectual

[Verse 1: Ameer Vann]

Martin Luther moving back, I just bought a Cadillac

I ain't put no rims on it, niggas don't know how to act

"Where the fuck you get this cash?" Questions that my momma ask

Woke up naked on the beach, pretty bitch in the sand

Take a pic in the sand

Point and shoot in the head

None of these fit the brand

Throw all the work in the can

Don't worry 'bout me, hey

When I was the young one, I just wanna have fun

When I was a young one, they wouldn't let me have one

They said, "You no can none," said "You no respect none"

But I do that, ride like an idiot

You can never see me, y'all dumb piglets

I got a feeling, somethin' in your stomach

Your ten toes, bendin' shit like I'm on it

Got my hundreds wrapped up tighter

Than your ass, in them tighty-whities

I got me, like it, I got what I like it

I get what I like it, ugh, ugh

Bruh, bruh, I got that, I like it, yo

I got this, yeah, I got this

I look at you, I got this, yo, I got this

I look at you, I got this, I got this

LMAO, I split your legs like some fuckin' mayo

I'll call your daddy and your momma and run in they home

'Cause I'm a asshole, I'm a wild-ass kid, you know

'Cause I ain't really get no attention when I was younger

I don't, ugh, all I ever had was the hunger

And a need for the money

It's like since I was nine I had munchies

It don't stop, man, it fuckin' not stoppin'

When the flow choppin, when the beat drop

I can feel the floor drop, I can feel the ceiling rise

I can feel myself high, yeah

And the girls say "Hi"

So please tell me why, that I drop this new, man

All these hits in 5:57

When I'm feelin' fly, yeah 747

Yeah, I think it's just me and my brethren