KNOCKOUT - Intellectual

[Chorus: E11EN]

Yuh, these thirens fanned out

I been smokin' on that pack, I'm gettin' gassed now

Glock up on my hip, it's gon' put you on ya ass now

Walk up on Sixth Street, and yo ass gon' get laid out

I got, got BB shinin' on my waistline

Trap jumpin', no Yoshino, I ain't slept in 3 nights

I ain't fuckin' with no fist fights, this choppa gon' spray now

Huh, bullets flyin', he get knocked out

Doot, doot, doot

Y$G don't pop for nun'

Wipe that blood before I'm done

有很多蛇

Popped that xanny off that bedsheet, keep that door shut

And my pockets long green, call 'em Master Oogway

Bitches talkin' "E Block", bitch, you went the wrong way

Flashin' 5k lumen on 'em, that shit like a runway

I'on need no glove to sock 'em, I just need some grip tape

Bitch, I'm gone, gonna do some dumb, bitch betta' throw sum' up

This shit came wit' a crimson dot

I just had to peek out

Treat this shit like ready or not

I pop out like, "你好"

Pipe down junior, these fans is my consumers

You fanned out, enjoy it

'Cause bitch, I'd hate to do you in