Unhealthy - Intellectual

[Intro]

(Yung Lan on the track)

[Chorus: NoCap & Li Rye]

Ayy, every time she stress me, I'ma fuck her bestie, ayy

Dicks on all these Glocks, you'll never catch me naked

Pullin' up Forgiato whips, the parking lot so traumatized

Two ways I can't go out, and that's sad and like them other guys

All that Wock' and Tris and red got me unhealthy

Girl, we both grown, don't be selfish, you wanna fuck me, tell me

We got choppers in the den, my shooters say, "Just Zelle me"

He say he watched it turn to .223s and Berettas

Count this money with no problem, I don't need no fuckin' money counter

I can't pick no good girl over a dancer, I want some ratchet shit

Always in the fastest cars, always with the baddest bitch

Out here dodgin' numbers, boy, we tote drums on some Travis shit

Sixteen hundred shots up in my Glock, and this a 26

That ho head retarded, you know that that bitch eat stupid dick

Got four opps that I want whacked by tonight, that's another risk

You keep on hidin', we gon' post outside and whack your brother, bitch

[Verse: Li Rye]

Rrah, rrah-rrah, don't run, we chase shit down

The opps know how I get down, I lay shit down when they speak on me

I ain't gotta drop no bag, dog on your ass, he kill for me for free

Bitch, you know Li Rye promote the violence, I don't condone the peace

Antisocial, bitch, don't speak to me, I won't talk 'less it's 'bout bodies

Everybody in the car shot when we spinned, so don't even ask us which one shot him

Fuck this rap shit, still be clutchin'

And I'm gon' bust it if you try me

I been waitin' on a nigga to play

Been itchin' to catch me another body

They say, "Chill, bitch, you a star"

I know, I'm the one you see shootin'

Three Percs and, bitch, I'm booted

Still might go sip a whole pint with my auntie Ruth

Ran up me a check soon as I put my all into this music

But if you see that bitch up in my hand, then I'm bound to use it