Armed - Intellectual

[Intro]

Ayy, ayy

Yeah you can smell it, don't touch it

I'm smoking on McDonald nuggets

We came up from shit, it was rugged

Everybody around me was hustlin'

So I had to go get me some money

Bitch I told you I came up from nothing

Bitch I told you I came up from, hol' up...

20 racks and I'm still eating Rudy's

You get caught, you ain't get it from 2z

All this shit I went through, really moved me

Nigga shut up, you niggas can't fool me

And I noticed the fuck shit these niggas be doin', but I just be playing it cordial (Playing it cordial)

When you finally make it up out of that jungle you know, you ain't coming out normal (You ain't coming out normal)

I got a thing for these big booty bitches, and I got a thing for them cougars (Ayy, ayy)

5 minutes before I'm nutting, I'm already calling a Uber (Haha)

My bitch got a dump, Rasputia (It's fat)

You ain't got no balls, you neutered

Niggas talkin that shit I just mute 'em

They gon' do they lil thing on computers

I don't care how loud you yelling on the mic

Lil buddy, That shit ain't gonna make you realer (Uh-huh)

I keep this Glock at my waist, I don't pull this bitch out, every time I got to take me a picture

My momma said "baby your ass a lil crazy"

Before I was rapping, these niggas was hating

Found me some sun, when it got a lil shady

They pass me the ball, and I drained it, McGrady

First came the clouds, then came the rain

2z won't dick ride to get him some fame

They said, "damn, that's a goddamn shame

You’re one of the coldest in the goddamn game"

I was on Lake June, sleeping at Tonya's

Pull up to south Dallas to smoke with my mama

I made a few racks, in that ugly ass Honda

Now we fly American, eating lasagna

This bitch blow like a whistle

Like 2z what's coaching

You stay on your ten, cause that's what you supposed to do

But When you stand down, real niggas notice you

My bitch always bitching, like bitch I'm so over you

Pshh

Bitch I'm so over you