Omertà - Intellectual

[Verse 1: Good Intent]

Bad bitches in the villa

Am I the hero or the villain?

So naughty, she ain't gettin shit for Christmas

She don't care she already got what she wishin' for

These bitches out here always tellin'

Then, tell me why the fuck you wellin'

These bitches faker than a spray tan

But I got my hands round like a waistband

See right through you like some Ray Bans

What's the point of even chasin'?

I just want a girl who want relations

Not a bitch who gon' go round displayin'

These girls, they don't live by Omertà

Girl, lemme be at your service

I beat up the pussy, it's murder

But if flexin' is your only purpose, I do not want you for certain