D.M.W. - Intellectual

[Intro]

I got drugs, money, and weed, shit, I'm what a freak bitch need

I got drugs, money, and weed, shit, I'm what a freak bitch need (How you doin', 5? I been fine)

I got drugs, money, and weed, I'm what a freak bitch need

(Vizy)

I got drugs, money, and weed, shit, I'm what a freak bitch need

I got guns, put shit all up on the back, I'll make me a fuck nigga bleed

Back up, we got a hundred on me, stack up, make thirty K in a week

Fuckin' her good, can't get no sleep, the back door open, I didn't even peek

OG keep tellin' me just chill 'cause me and my stats, we be swimmin' too deep

I got the Glock all up in my hand, when the police come, this bitch under the seat (What the fuck?)

He say he GOAT, but he ain't no GOAT, that little ass boy, he sound like a sheep

Yeah, she love when I'm keepin' it P, these bitch niggas hate when I bounce out a Jeep (What the fuck?)

Man, they hate when I bounce out the ride, skinny bitch like when I fuck from the side

Flame her, Dutch, that smoke gon' ride, long live Tiddle and long live the guys

About them, me and my shorties'll die, if we ain't winnin', we say it's a tie

Prayin' for hats, we'll spin through the foul, the opps dead, we'll go shoot up the sky

Shit, I'ma tell 'em they had to die

Bitch nigga died at Popeyes, I guess his dumb ass died for a chicken and fry

Don't call me tellin' me 'bout shit, I'ma bet I ain't crash out ready to die

Bet, we come through tryna score

I ain't finesse, don't shoot at his toe, I be fuckin' the good, make her throw up the four

Take somethin', nigga, we'll open the door, soon as he fall, we shoot at the floor

Drop me some blood, but I want me some— I just dropped me some blood, but I want me some more (Bitch)

Take somethin', nigga, we'll open the door, soon as he fall, we shoot at the floor

Drop me some blood, but I want me some— I just dropped me some blood, but I want me some more

I got drugs, money, and weed, shit, I'm what a freak bitch need

I got guns, put shit all up on the back, I'll make me a fuck nigga bleed

Back up, we got a hundred on me, stack up, make thirty K in a week

Fuckin' her good, can't get no sleep, the back door open, I didn't even peek

OG keep tellin' me just chill 'cause me and my stats, we be swimmin' too deep

I got the Glock all up in my hand, when the police come, this bitch under the seat (What the fuck?)

He say he GOAT, but he ain't no GOAT, that little ass boy, he sound like a sheep (What the? What the?)

Yeah, she love when I'm keepin' it P, these bitch niggas hate when I bounce out a Jeep (What the? What the fuck?)

What the? What the fuck?

What the? What the? What the? What the fuck?

These bitch niggas hate when I bounce out a—

Yeah, she love when I'm keepin' it P (Blatt), these bitch niggas hate when I bounce out a Jeep (What the fuck?)

Mm, yeah, she love when I'm keepin' it P, these bitch niggas hate when I bounce out a—

Yeah, she love when I'm keepin' it P, these bitch niggas hate when I bounce out a—