catch a kill - Intellectual

[Part I]

[Verse]

Huh, huh, shawty, she dancin', making a scene

Ass bounce, trampoline, I got a whole lot of pints of lean

I got a whole lot of clothes, CELINE

I got a whole lot of sticks and ammo, bitch, I loaded the magazine

I look like to model, I look like I'm 'posed to just pose on the cover of magazines

My bitch like a model, she look too bad, but nah, she ain't too bad for me

Me and the gang, we slide, we creep

I'm in a Trackhawk Jeep, my boy in the 720S, McLaren

Suicide doors on the creature, my main ho trippin', yeah

'Cause I don't be caring, I'm too damn evil

I can't even lie, you pretty, baby, but I don't think that I need you

Huh, I'm sippin' on red, yeah, my young nigga'll wet you up

I got rich, upper echelon, my bad bitch too wet, yeah

I got water, I got way more water than a bathtub

I just been tweakin' lately, huh, I don't give no fuck

Tell that ho to pull up, I'ma throw it, throw more than a dub

Stripper party in the studio, I don't go to clubs

I'm at Prime Italian, in Miami, bitch, I'm eatin' good

I know my niggas tied, so I gotta get up out that hood

Know your tushy tight, yeah, I fuck that bitch, I fuck her good

I done burned the tires off the whip, I slide it through your hood

I don't get tired, real vamp, bitch, I'm up all night

I fuck thick hoes, real thick hoes, super thighs

Money, American Deli, I got a ten piece with some fries

She got a pink pussy, I call my lil' freak Nicki Minaj

[Outro]

Then go outer-space, yeah, Phantom came with some stars

When I'm in L.A., I fuck on every superstar, bitch

I smoke out the bag every day, I don't want a zip

And I'm pourin' up real mud, do you want a sip?

[Part II]

[Verse]

Baby, do you want a sip?

I just called my shooter up and he ready to catch a kill

I just called my shooter up, he ready to catch a kill

Ten-thousand on your head, you'll be dead for real

Thirty-thousand in my bed, nigga, yeah, for real

I was signed into a deal, goin' crazy, a hundred mil'

I just throw that money up and watch it fall

We got bitches poppin', poppin', poppin' pussy, yeah, now

Nigga tried to get over on me, hell nah

Nigga tried to pull a move on me, we knock his head off

I'm the Top Floor, Top Floor, Top Floor, Top Floor, Top Floor, Top Floor Boss

I got gang members on the top floor, servin' pitbull, that dog

Yeah, my chain hangin' and it's swingin', I got VVSs shawty

If you ain't gang, gang, then you ain't in, it's a real nigga party

It's a boss bitch party, yeah, shawty

Yeah, let's get it started, huh, yeah, shawty

Ain't no keepers, but it's started, it's a foreign

She a freak and she pop a pill, yeah, she gettin' horny

Woah, yeah, this shit get crazy

This bitch tried to come and trap me for a baby

I just bought my old bitch a brand new Mercedes

I cut off the old shit, now I'm goin' brazy

I cut off the old bitch, now I'm goin brazy