Sicko Mode - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

Made this here with all my pistols in the booth

I be paranoid cause Nipsey died and I could too

Yeah, Jump Out Boys been flippin' pockets, shakin' shoes

You ain't make no noise until you niggas make the news

(Gimme the loot!)

Was on the Belaire, Bumbu, and juice

Had to hit the office and tie the uh-

By the bitch that's tryna slap me with a 'suit

I don't give no fuck about no bitch, a bitch could get it too

And these pussy niggas nowadays ain't playing with no rules

I put work off in the hood, like mechanics with the tools

If I pull up and I pull it back, they pull you out a pool

Some-Some-Some-Someone said

To win the retreat, we all in too deep

Pl-Pl-Playin' for keeps, don't play us for weak (Someone said)

To win the retreat, we all in too deep

Pl-Pl-Playin' for keeps, don't play us for weak

This shit way too fake, but y'all believe it like the truth

[?] numbers, jump out the gym and the shoes

All of these hoes, I fuck and choke 'em like a noose

I'm a beast and all these bitches drink me like a Jungle Juice

Told my eses to send 'em through

They always send me more than I can move

Told 'em stop it, it's to the roof

In the 305 niggas treat me like I'm Boobie too

Got a O' of that food, it's takin' two

Time to hit the town, I'm shake and move

Smearing bitches makeup in the room

Beat the pussy 'til they wake up in a tomb

Peep the street-sweeper, it's just a broom

This animal shelter, my nigga woof

All bullshit aside

Really though