Bubbles - Intellectual

[Chorus]

Respawn came out the gutter

Respawn came out the trenches

Damn, we da ones smokin that gonja

And the chop got it smellin ridiculous

Im a lion, Akuna matata

Choppa shoot em, can't finish his sentence

Not her father, she callin me papa

Know some opps that got put in the rubble

He get popped and we stepped in his bubble

Hit the bubble two step em like trouble

She dont want me to leave cause she love me

Gettin horny put dick in her butt cheek

Fuck my bitch while we listen to Lucki

And his bitch lookin icky disgusting

Oppa poachin, that stick get to busting

Choppa eat up the opp get to crunching

[Verse 2]

Like a boxer im quick on the feet]

Like Muhammad Ali and that stick get to punching

Still came wit unlimited ammo, unlimited stamina, feel like im rambo

Damn, unlimited stamina (limited stamina)

Runnin this shit like america

Hit a boy wit a 619, i feel like a wrestler, call me luh mysterio

My bitch told me [?] when she lovin the way that im signin the stereo

Make some designer flix with the shit on my body, thats 1 of 1 shit from the Karrey Road

Put the pen on the map and told all the oppa that they can not come past the barrier

[Verse 3]

Shoot the choppa as far as it can go

762 gon fuck up his ankles

And my bitch got dem beautiful angles

Put that flame to his ass, jalapeno

This no R&B fuck a neo

Gold season, turnin up the beat on

Flight 19, [?] the beam on

Calculating all the money like im BMO

Said fuck his verizon wireless

I get to swappin, im swappin his TMO

Pop out in a all black fit n*ggas lookin at me like i was a luh emo

Bitch im ballin, i feel like DeRozan but im from Chicago, im ballin like D-rose

Catch a opp make em freeze like a deer

Like the mannequin challenge that boy hit the t pose