Shit Flukey - Intellectual

[Intro]

Got a all black gun and some all white ones and a all black hoodie

[?] money, aye

Thoughts goin' through my brain, like, why they take my gang? Shit flukey

You actin' fufu, shorty, what's to you, it ain't shit to me

Got a all black gun and some all white ones and a all black hoodie, ayy

Tryna mess with you, shorty, but I ain't no bully, ayy

Servin' all these P's, tryna get these pesos, pesos

I'll cover you through the storm, I could be your raincoat

I be high as hell, but she know that I just wanna lay low

Lil' bro disrespect the drank, pour a six in the Faygo

We disrespect the drank, we ain't got no manners

Me and RPG Jake sit 'em down, they still can't stand us, ayy

We get to blowin' at ya' brain, aim at ya' dandruff, ayy

I'm like ODawg, Jake like Kenan, he gon' blam some, ayy (gang gang)

Can't trust no more, everybody backdoor, woah, woah

Ain't totin' no mini ass four nick' if it ain't four o, o, o

He rather blow a bag instead of goin' back to the store, store, store

I thought it was bros before hoes

Fell out with yo' bro over a hoe, dang

Thoughts goin' through my brain, shit been everywhere

Take a picture, it'll last longer, goofy wanna stare and stare

He was just down here woofin', now his goofy ass in the air, ayy

Got some soldiers with me in the field like Chicago Bears, ayy