Sitting Big - Intellectual

[VERSE 1]

You know we firmly stand

Upon these 66 books that'll flip your scripts

Your 22's they need a lift

This is our life source, call it my IV

Your whip got duel exhaust, homie His word is God-breathed

Look you can peep the text, it gives His name glory

Old and New like Siamese twins, 'cause they tell the same story

Profitable for correction, rebuke got misdirection

Cleanse our corruption, instructions how our life gives Christ's reflection

So I know you're sittin' big, I peeped your rims on shine

You stunt like your daddy, but I'ma live like mine

Since the word raised up within me, daily I been dyin' more

Dyin' to myself, that's what I call a suicide door

So how I love that, no how you love this

Prime of my life been glossin' fine ever since I've been blood-dipped

So you won't catch me ridin' dirty

But you will catch me runnin' from worldly systems

Ever since I've been with Him, on His word I'm standing firmly

[HOOK]

Y'all ridin' on 22's, we standin' on 66

We standin' on 66

And that's what we call sittin' big

Y'all ridin' on 22's, we standin' on 66

We standin' on 66

And that's what we call sittin' big

[VERSE 2]

So we ain't trippin' what your Coupe's on

We standin' in a troupe strong

Through the Word see the Son, like you're ridin' with your roof blown

I'm talkin' "Poof! Gone", and there's not a magician

He removes the tint, we see the world through these proper lenses

Don't get it twisted 'cause I lean in this song

But I beat, beat my flesh, yeah that's my King Kong in the trunk

My team's strong, they pick me up

The King's throne we liftin' up

We sing songs to give it up

If y'ain't known, you trippin' bruh

These 66 books in the scriptures we put our trust in

That's 66 books that we look to, to help us crush sin

We are like dead men, there's no way our flesh wins

You say how soft your leather is, the text is what we rest in

I ain't got no gun with me

The race my fam run with me

Speakin' of paint, see how I changed when the Son hit me

No switchin' lanes to getting dough

The King is who I'm spittin' for

On 66 we sittin' big, your whips is really sittin' low

[HOOK]

Y'all ridin' on 22's, we standin' on 66

We standin' on 66

And that's what we call sittin' big

Y'all ridin' on 22's, we standin' on 66

We standin' on 66

And that's what we call sittin' big

[OUTRO]

Don't get it twisted 'cause I lean in this song bruh

Speakin' of paint, see how I changed when the Son hit me

See how I changed

See how I changed when the Son hit me

You step like your daddy, but I'ma live like mine

But I'ma live like mine

When the Son hit me