madmax - Intellectual

[Intro]

Uh, what?

[Chorus]

That ho for the team, pass that bitch off to my mans (Yeah)

I just want the green, bitch, I just wanna get these bands

Slimey fella', slimey don, tatted on my hip (Hip)

East Atlanta, Saint Laurent, in the trap workin' with my mans

In the trap rockin' overseas (Yeah)

Got the scale weighin' out these Gs (Yeah)

Give her a choice, she gon' come to me (Yeah)

I'm the best, I'm gon' make 'em see (Yeah)

Mad as fuck, mad city, Mad Max

Five hoes, lotta' thots, Mad gnats

Slap these fuck niggas out like some gnats

YSL cologne, bitch, this is not Axе (Yeah)

Run up on 'em, give 'еm everythin' you got (Yeah)

Tell that nigga pull the trigger, take that shot (Yeah)

I'm the main topic of the fuckin' block

Nigga, we was whippin' whippin' out the pot

Lemme' know what do you want? (What you want)

Lemme' know what do you need? (What the fuck you need?)

Bullets so hot make a fuck nigga melt

I'ma show you how it feel to bleed

[Verse]

On the corner drawin' out the mission

Drug test, I was dirty pissin'

I'ma make 'em hurt, dirty pistol

Oh, I hit your ho? I ain't trippin'

Push on your block 'cause a damn bullet shower

This is my time and this is my hour

She eat my kids like candy, no sour

I just want the money and power

Having these thots like Austin Powers

High as fuck nigga, I'm on top of the tower

Six years old watchin' niggas cook powder

Big thirty ball how I'm rockin' this chain

Was the same nigga even before I seen fame

Now all a sudden they wan' act like we gang

Now they see me and they all know the name

[Chorus]

That ho for the team, pass that bitch off to my mans (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

I just want the green, bitch, I just wanna get these bands (I just want the green)