Quick Thought - Intellectual

[Intro]

I feel like getting ignant'

Hehe, why I say, "Ignant'"? Ignant'

Ignorant, ignant'

Ignorant, ignant', ignorant

Whatever the fuck do you call it?

Ay, lemme stop playing

[Verse 1]

Ca-ca-cash or credit? I take both

I get dirty money, might need soap (I need it)

Summertime, still a cold world, so I walk around in a peacoat

Don't interfere with my gangsta (Don't do it)

Saw mo' money than a banker (I have)

Ain't no therapy for my anger

'Cause I'll put the therapist in danger

Original bitch, who don't take no one shit

If them niggas start buggin', I raid they shit

In other words, I spray they shit (Rra), whip a bitch ass, I Nae Nae shit

I catch a confession, I am the connection

I'm bodying niggas just out of perfection

Witness protection should be his direction

Known to cut up like a fucking C-section

[Verse 2]

Quick thought (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)

Qui-quick thought (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)

I should take a nigga chips, then dip off

Matter fact, take a nigga chips with a dip sauce (Woo)

I-if a nigga talk, take his lip off

Shi-shine on hoes like lip gloss

Tri-trigger happy when I let the clip off

R.I.P. that nigga like a rip off

Fuck back and forth like a swing, 'cause I don't talk, I just swing (I do)

Bars doper than Charlie Sheen

Couple shots you gon' lean

Not talking liquor slow-mo (What?), I'm gon' snap like a fucking photo (I'm a thot)

Rich neighbors gon' call the popo (I'ma do it), like, "Oh my God, oh no!" (Scariest)

[Verse 3]

That's what happen when you fuck with a goon

The Draco go loony more than Looney Toons

Up in the sky, all you see is balloons

Twelve more opps, we can link up at noon

Drawing on y'all, but not into graffitti

Never argue with someone who beneath me

You got Yeezys, but them bitches look sleepy

Tired as fuck from you wearing them weekly

Dirty little broad in a dirty bra, bet a mill that you not going far

But to the car for a cigarette (Cigarette), glove department, might live a rat

Hoes breath stank, need they liver check (Liver check)

Gotta watch hoes, I need a sitter check

Why worry now when I been a threat

Since a shorty getting drunk off Similac? (Similac)

Ruger, Ruger, Ruger, Ruger, riding with me in a Uber

If I smell something fishy on the opps, I'ma take they bread and make tuna (Tuna)

I shoot like a trained shooter, strip a nigga naked like Hooters (Let's get it)

Rug covered up in blood leaking through the floor, let me call Luna

I'm a handful, so use both hands

These two hands will kill both mans

Fuck a yes-man, need a no-man

I open more doors than a doorman (Welcome)

For these rappers, actors, these are real factors

Still haven't met no competition, 'cause none of y'all hoes matter (No)

That makeup do not match yo' skin tone

I'm wondering what the fuck went wrong

That Yaki is older than flip phones

Don't take it out now, it shoulda been gone

Work all day, fuck a shift, traffic all day like Lyft

Call me Emily Elizabeth, I got a chopper bigger than Cliff (Rra)

[Outro]

Walk in the park, this shit a walk in the park (Yeah, yeah)

Bitch, you not hard, probably run from the sound of a fart (Ayy)

Walk in the park, this shit a walk in the park

Bitch, you not hard, probably run from the sound of a fart

Bitch ass (Bitch ass, bitch ass, bitch ass, bitch ass)