b-side - Intellectual

[Chorus]

Fuck what you said, lil' ho, I'm ahead of it

What's on my body?, I told this ho, Vetements

And he ran up, he got walked down 'cause the distance

[And my gun up?]

And you niggas rats, call 'em Gunna

And you niggas clones, you my sons oh

I'ma smoke gas 'til the sun up

Ridin' 'round the city with a hundred on me

Come get this dumb hoe off me

We send him up, all white tee

He talkin' down, now he six feet deep

HD bullets, they shoot 3D

[Verse]

I know some niggas that's throwin' up Gs

I know some niggas that's throwin' up [Bs?]

I was out west, I came back to the east

Fuck nigga play, he get put on yo' feed

Yuh, and I know what I know

That nigga play, he got shot over hoes

Say it's up, nigga say no more

Check the news, and they said he gone

I get dumb guap, I fuck dumb hoes, send 'em up

Say he gone now, lil' nigga got disposed

Heard on dispatch, you a rat, with yo' snitch ass

In this bitch high, like a roller coaster, Six Flags

In this bitch high, like a roller coaster

Shoot him, casa nocha

Blicky out the holster

Put him on a poster

Enna penna, post up

Lil' bro, I don't know ya

Knew he was a ho, yeah

Put him in a folder

Nigga, where yo' folks at?

Take him out, [nose wax?]

She put it in, thumbtack

We shootin', where the fun at?

He cappin', where his gun at?

He rappin' with his trash ass

I'm rich, I made a fast bag

This ho ride like Six Flags

She said she down to ride

And these niggas be clowns a lot

These hoes just gon' wait on my drop

[Shoot him, make him?] go down a lot

Remember them days had to whip up the pot

I told 'em, "Put that shit on the rocks"

Knew I was cold, now a young nigga hot

I can't fuck with 'em, I know you a bot