Talkin Down - Intellectual

[Chorus: $ilkMoney]

If he talkin' down on Council, beat his ass

Bust your motherfucking head open, nigga

If you talk ‘bout my gang

Tie you up, leave a perm on your head

So it’ll melt through and stick to your brain

Sick nigga with a big picture, hit licks with ya

Professional fucking zip sealer, since chips bigger

Thought I’d make the clip a bit simpler

Can’t fit it inside the box like my dick cylinder

Can’t even fit in her, a nigga just tryna attain integers

Sell a nigga K2 and tell him that it’s the indica

If I’m at your dice game, then nigga I’ma just stick it up

Eenie meanie minie moe, I’m sticking ya pockets, so kick it bruh

You niggas that sweet, that nasty, that gushy stuff

In other words, you niggas straight pussyclaat

You niggas sweet in the middle like Tootsie Pops

So shook the spot or shoot your Glock

I’m in the front like Rosa Parks

You can meet me in the back for the Malcolm X

Nigga known for the homegrown and I can get you a brick

You 12, we break you down to 6

I done lost count ‘bout how many doors we kicked, the O’s we lent

But don’t [?] be ready, have to choke a bitch

‘Cause whatever you owe, nigga, we for sure gon’ get

And ride off with ya bitch on a pogo stick

If he talkin' down on Council, beat his ass

Aye, if he talkin' down on Council, beat his ass, aye

Okay, I can’t waste time, yeah, my life too fast, aye

Okay, my dirtbags my shooters, yeah we on blast, aye

Okay, flex up, lil nigga, I’m smoking gas, yah

If he talkin; down on Council beat his ass, aye

Okay, I can’t waste time, yeah, my life too fast, aye

Okay, my dirtbags my shooters, yeah we on blast, aye

Okay, flex up, lil nigga, I’m smoking gas, yah, okay