c e z a - Intellectual

[Verse 1: kels!]

Shawty fat ass and you know that shit movin’

Me and bro spinning through blocks and we troopin’

We let off them rounds and you know that we boomin’

Fuck it, hop in the car and we zoomin’

We talking and playing, she notice my drip

She look in my eyes when she bite on her lip

Got my ass buggin’, I might just go trip

Spark up the za’ with the beam on my hip

We walk in the party, we ready to pop

Catch him at the sign and we ain’t gon’-

Catch him at the sign and we ain’t gon’ stop

It’s blood on the scene, someone pass me a mop

Not picking and choosing, I know she a bop

How you fuck with 12 but you don’t fuck with cops? You weird

Speak on my name and I bet that them shots gon’ appear (Like what?)

Damn

Hollows incoming, them bitches was near

Got a hole in his chest, and that shit was so clear

Don’t go on a drill if you don’t fuck with the fear

Send shots at his body, you know we was there

Six feet in the ground, and them bullets compare

Pull out a lil’ Drac', and them niggas was scared (Like what?)

Talking ‘bout bodies? The opps is despaired (The fuck?)

I’m fucking this bitch, got her leg in the air

This big ass nigga, he shaped like a bear

Got his girl on my dick, doing tricks in the air

She was moaning and crying, I think she was scared

But her ass so fat, shit shaped like a pear

Don’t talk all that shit if you ain’t even there

He replied to my story, I ain’t even care

Got his hoe in my bed and I’m wiping her tears

And I’m grabbing her ass so she know that I’m here