Bun - Intellectual

[Intro]

Comin' through with Bun (Bun)

[Verse 1]

(Bun) back on them blocks, nigga, (Bun) servin' them rocks, nigga

(Bun) strapped with them Glocks and you know (Bun) keepin' 'em cocked, nigga

(Bun) ain't 'bout that bullshit 'cause (Bun) about his issue

So if (Bun) bustin' that pistol, you know (Bun) ain't finna miss you

See, 'cause (Bun) straight out the hood, nigga, (Bun) fresh off the cuts (Fresh off the cuts)

(Bun) straight outta P.A.T., so (Bun) holdin' his nuts

You know that (Bun) ain't finna deal with you, (Bun) ain't with that speakin' 'cause

(Bun) gon' get to poppin' off and (Bun) gon' leave you leakin'

If it's (Bun), you know it's certified, (Bun) ain't with them games 'cause

(Bun) be whoopin' ass, then (Bun) be takin' names

You see (Bun) jump outta Benzes and (Bun) jump outta 'Lac shit

(Bun) jump out what he wanna 'cause (Bun), he countin' stacks

Roll with (Bun) and you gon' see your paper, (Bun) about his cash

'Cause (Bun) gon' get his grind on and (Bun) is down to mash

Nigga, (Bun) is as hard as it go, (Bun) is as trill as it get

(Bun) ain't gotta ask you, nigga, (Bun) know you feelin' this shit

[Chorus]

Bun B, bitch, King of the Underground, you can't fuck with that

[Verse 2]

(Bun), I'm an O to the G, (Bun), from UG to the K

(Bun) put middle fingers up, (Bun), I be reppin' P.A.

(Bun) a Dirty South nigga, (Bun) one of them Texas boys

(Bun), he grippin' grain when you see (Bun) whippin' his Texas toys

(Bun), he be drippin' his paint, (Bun), he be poppin' his trunk

(Bun), he be swangin' his lanes, (Bun), he make boppers get crunk

(Bun) gon' get his lean on, so (Bun) gon' crack a seal and

(Bun), he sittin' sideways 'cause (Bun) done popped a pill

You see (Bun) rollin' on twenty-twos, (Bun) got twenty-fours too

(Bun) can ride what he wanna 'cause (Bun) do what he supposed to

And (Bun) about his clique, nigga, (Bun) ain't 'bout a bitch

'Cause (Bun) know that's the only way that (Bun) is stayin' rich, nigga

(Bun) give a fuck 'bout a snitch, (Bun) gon' put two in his dome

(Bun) ain't 'bout sittin' in jail, (Bun) is 'bout sittin' at home

(Bun) is as hard as it go, (Bun) is as trill as it get

(Bun) ain't gotta ask you, nigga, (Bun) know you feelin' this shit

[Chorus]

Bun B, bitch, King of the Underground, you can't fuck with that

[Verse 3]

(Bun) be spittin' raw, nigga, (Bun) be spittin' fire, nigga

(Bun) be duckin' the feds 'cause (Bun) life like The Wire, nigga

(Bun) put his own work in 'cause (Bun) ain't gotta hide, nigga

(Bun) gon' speak from the heart 'cause (Bun) is not a liar, nigga

(Bun) rep for the Eastside and (Bun) rep for the West

But (Bun) don't stand for foolishness 'cause (Bun) put it to rest, nigga

(Bun), he got the medicine 'cause (Bun) know that you're sick, and

(Bun) keep TP on a bitch 'cause (Bun) know he the shit, nigga

(Bun) can get gangster with it, (Bun) can put them hands on you

(Bun) gon' put you on your back, then (Bun) gon' fuckin' stand on you

(Bun) won't call the man on you, (Bun) is not a hater

'Cause (Bun) is like a big timer, (Bun) a heavyweighter, nigga

(Bun) a big-rim rider, (Bun) a big-body swanger

(Bun) a big-slab glider, (Bun) an eighty-four clanger

(Bun) is as hard as it go, (Bun) is as trill as it get

(Bun) ain't gotta ask you, nigga, (Bun) know you feelin' this shit

[Chorus]

Bun B, bitch, King of the Underground, you can't fuck with that

[Outro]

Bun, Bun, Bun, Bun