BLITZ - Intellectual

[Intro]

Yeah (yeah), Yeah (yeah), Yeah (yeah)

What the fuck I look like goin bad, goin sad?, goin back? (Cmon)

My lil' niggas they ready to blitz, where you at?, drop the tat (Cmon)

Bitch I'm sipping on wock don't do tris, keep a Glock with a mag

And that bitch wanna fuck I'm the shit, cause I'm lit, with a bag

I know these niggas really ain't shit while you sit while you mad

These niggas cheap but we not tho

In a Bentley I'm dogging the pot hole

With a white hoe she taking a her top off

Nigga talkin we knock off his taco (Fheh)

I roll around with this cal in my hip

Free Y-, Free YSL bitch I'm slimey like slatt-

He drop the Lo send that boy to the floor won't play with you nigga, ion play with these hoes

Im counting money from monday to sunday I'm rich than a bitch I could fuck on ya hoe

Lotta of these niggas gon' talk on the net see you in person that Lil nigga pussy he froze

Bitch I walk round like a mothafuckin cult

Bitch I walk round with a Rick Owen coat

Uh, bitch you goin crazy

Lil bitch wanna have my baby

Im like bitch is you Lil crazy