Let’s Get It - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

Yea we piped up, whole gang blicked, huh

Two-tone, fuck it, huh

Rude flow, penthouse, roof floor

School lil bitch, JUCO

He popped his gun he juiced up

I don’t even smoke, but if I did my blunt be too stuffed

Ima fuck, I won’t buss in her, I'll pull out

Got two sticks inside the couch and it’s a pull-out

Yea I’m on my gang shit

Whole gang bang shit

Whole thang gang shit

In a Benz I’m tryna lane switch

Shootin shit, yea

Still free Lil Jon, and I'm with what rude with

Deep inside they know I’ll wack em, just be on cool shit

I got this fully automatic, you can’t..

Swerving through the backstreets, straight up out the yea yea

Everybody got a blick, and they with it, hell yea

Shawty give mе egg head, shawty give mе dumb head

Lil bro on them perks and he gone chew it just like gum, yea

Free Lil Deek out the can, you know he going dumb, yea

She gone charge you for that pussy, I ain't tripping, you a bum, yea

Stick with a drum yea, hole in one, hole in head

Yea, Yea, Yea, Let’s Get It

Nigga I ain't playing, Ima pop my gun

Young nigga shit, I ain't, huh

Young nigga shit I ain't shooting no ones

Done came from nothing, I'm moving up

Opp play, opp dead

Slid on him, Doolie truck

Speeding just like Ricky, I ain't talking bout no Rubio

In the trap like a boobie do, got spots just like Scooby-Doo

If I go out, Ima go out, I can’t go out with no bulletproof

Hell yea they know my whole gang popping

Hell yea they know my whole gang popping, yea

Rollie Rollie Rollie on my wrist, feel like a kid now

I don’t play bout smoke, if you want beef then you gettin gunned down

Eli in this bitch, he so geeked up that he can’t come down

Ran off with his money, I just gave his ass the run around

I’m straight out the hood, somehow I fell in love with gun sounds

Bigger than the Trump Tower, beat it up, throw in the towel

Monkey nuts, a hundred shots, please don’t get gunned down

Walk em down like NLE, he can't run now

Yea, Yea, Yea, let's get it