Bully Freestyle - Intellectual

[Intro]

Stop playin' with 'em, RIOT

[Chorus]

Damn, I'm on my bully, I do too much, I'm really that bitch, huh?

She be mad, that nigga a dog, he never get off my pics, wait

Girl, don't do it, you'll really get packed, no FedEx two day ship (Nah)

My ex mad as shit, baby, I'm the baddest bitch (I am)

I get the breesh and I dub him

That nigga's a dub

No, he cannot dress

I cannot fuck him (No)

Maxed his card, it wasn't hard

Nigga was feenin' to touch me (Touch me)

The way that I move, that way that I walk

Know, you shouldn't trust me (Nah)

I stuff the hundreds in a duffy

Them hatin' bitches really love me (They do)

How you my bitch and you sub me? (Huh?)

If you talk crazy, we'll end it abruptly

Fearing no bitch, only God is above me

Yeah they watchin' all my moves

If she want drill shit, she better come with the tool

I ain't even gotta prove

Soon as I step in the room, they getting in tune

[Verse]

Talkin' money, come correct to me

I'm gettin' nasty off Hennessy

He gonna spam me respectfully (Grrt)

Niggas could never get next to me (No)

I got the sauce, I'm the recipe

She throwin' shots, ain't no doctor, Twitter fingers, she a blogger

Couple karats on the collar

Told that boy to give me mata (Mata, mata)

How you think they gonna beat me, nigga? (What?)

You better know how to treat me, nigga

He ain't mine, you just seen me with him

But don't be surprised if I'm leaving with him