NO RUSSIAN - Intellectual

[Refrain: funeral]

Ah-ah ooh, ah-ah ooh, ah-ah ooh, ah

Ah-ah ooh, ah-ah ooh, ah-ah—

Crash the whip like Dolly

Dolly, that's my twizzy, we No Russian off a molly

All these bitches ugly, but they say that they exotic

Oh, we loaded, loaded, we loaded, we pourin' bodies

Lil' bitch say he want it, but I swear that he don't want it

Want it, want it

I know they don't want it, want it, want it

One step, he gon' have it

Bloody on the mattress

I know when they actin'

I can't trust no bad bitch

Ah-ah ooh, ah-ah ooh, ah-ah ooh, ah

Ah-ah ooh, ah-ah ooh, ah-ah—

Hi, my name is Dolly, I just popped a molly

Will I fuck your bitch? Perhaps I guess, lil' nigga, probably

If that bitch too bad, then you can bet I'll call her mommy

That big ass fucking K gon' beat his ass, then you can't find me

I popped a fucking Perc, and now I'm geeked up out my body

I really try to havе it, I take ten shots just like thе army

Not a single fucking, fricking thing that you could do to harm me

I guess I'll pop these pills and sip this juice, let's have a party

Ah-ah ooh, ah-ah ooh, ah-ah ooh, ah