Satisfaction - Intellectual

[JetBkeezy]

You a fan of the gang, you better pick a side

Brodie wanna murder everybody, just look in his eyes

I done hit they block a lot of times, they ducking the beef

Brodie wanna run and chase them down, he kinda elite

This a forty on my hip, I ain't playing nothing

I just want the watch on your wrist, I don't wanna tussle

She see the tats on my skin, wanna fuck for free

Satisfaction in my eyes when they running from me

Bend her over, pull her hair, I'm tearing it up

Her baby daddy sitting in a cell, I'm beating her guts

We in the foreign, doing the dash, 'tryna get some pape

Nightmare, boogie down, leave him yellow taped

We in the field, brodie loc, just black the coupe

My brother really sitting in a grave, I'm losing my cool

I ain't sparing any P dudes, you know what it do

Do it for the gang, [?] block I'm young [?]

Hit they block back to back, 'tryna start something

Every time we seen that one car, they just start running

Couple killers in this party and they came in with me

Baby boogie down, free Boogie we missing the team

[Lil BD]

[?] I boogied down

I'ma dribble less with some rounds I ain't playing around

Nigga said fuck the hood but never bounced out

Every time I'm hitting they block I'm walking 'em down

I don't gotta say too much, I do it for bro

Dead homies, you don't gotta ask, I'm upping the score

Bullets flying everywhere, opps get to ducking

Last time I hit 93rd it was no discussions

[B4]

T-S-O you can't come around if you don't dribble up

We don't listen to him, to be honest he ain't did enough

Youngest out the system, won't let a nigga tell me nothing

Hot shit get to jumping, he ain't even see it coming

It's a thunderdome, you can't get out, get to rumbling

[?] get on a nigga with a fully clip

He was talking about gang hulked her over I'm 'finna pull on [?]

[?]

Hit a nigga up, that's if we catch him, he a goner

If he come down the one way, quick to up my blower

Politics is deep, homie, squabbling up in the back

Forty shells hit a nigga off his bike he did the dash

Catch me riding down from [?], on God I'm 'finna smash

You already know the truth, see his homie, get to blasting

Six deep, we hit the corner, on gang, shit get tragic

I know that she a eater, baby got a lot of baggage

Broad day hit 'em up, don't come outside, we did damage

[?] let 'em have it, turn a nigga to the past