GET EM - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

I'm way too ahead up in this race, you betta give it up

Vibin off the beats I'm at my pace, I gotta live it up

Babygirl is caking, come here shawty lemme pick you up

Fire in the booth but I still feel we ain't lit enough

He be hanging with some bitches, yea we know he bitch enough

Nigga got his lights on, I can't fuck with dudes who switching up

Striking like I'm Lightning and sure gon win the Piston Cup

I just made a band but I still feel like I ain't did enough

Niggas taking bait but ain't no way these hoes be fishin us

Niggas betta tie they shoes , cause he stеady be trippin up

Its a cold ass world, I'm in my hoodie gotta zip it up

Put his ass back on the ground, thеse hands feel they ain't hit enough

He think we won't catch em, boy I promise you ain't quick enough

I don't fuck with niggas or they brothers or the bitch they cuff

This is word to 2Pac, man I promise we gon hit em up

We gon’ get em bruh, go get em bruh

Okay I step in

He said he got he his bros

But he ain’t got Smith and Wesson

My shooters on yo nose

Like the loud pack we be smelling

I cannot fuck with Mickey

No I will not be a felon

She said she want some mo

So I told her bring her best friend

These niggas really hoes

I cannot wine and dine with no bitch nigga on the low

He stood up for himself but the pussy still on the floor

Aim right at his Medulla put a slug up in his dome

Now I see where broadie brain was at

Bet my niggas go crazy bumpin that Man1ac

Her ass too fat to be hanging where all them lames be at

I’m back on Mars again and this time ain’t no goin back

Caught the nigga slipping like Curry and we attacking that

We gotta get em before they get us first

Shoot a verse, shoot up the hearse, then we snatch his purse

Yea my niggas be the fucking worst

Love throwing shots, you niggas hate it that’s the fucking curse

We gon’ get em bruh, go get em bruh