All I Know - Intellectual

[Intro]

Fuck these niggas, man, I'm thuggin' (Fuck 'em)

Alright? It's on gang (Let's go)

BG4L, nigga, I'm sayin' I'm out here, that's how I let a nigga know

That's all I know

[Verse 1]

Get clocked out (Yeah)

I'm talkin' bow-bow-bow

Them parts knocked out (Bah)

Gotta keep that Glock out

Partners on lockdown

'Cause the block hot

Ready to roll when the cops out

Watch us pow-pow, better watch out

Get stupid guap now

And tell the opps they gon' get shot dead (Ayy)

My partner just got thirty sub-ones

Give 'em to my son, thirty-one (Now)

Heard they lookin' for me when I'm ridin' 'round with a dirty gun

Told my youngin', "Hurry up, we got a murder one, go serve him some" (Yeah)

Jump out with this stick like take his pic', we gon' fuck over him

R-E-S-P-E-C-T, me got it

Bro, watch over him (For real)

Meet me up they block with .223s

Let's go make sure it's them (I know it's them)

Hit up they location and get close to them (Bah)

We hop out on feet

Get two for one, we smoke both of them (Ayy)

[Pre-Chorus]

Late night I'm thuggin' somewhere post that I can't get no sleep (Nah)

Straight-pipe, I fuck her down, that nigga, she don't wanna leave

Every time he fuck the ho' she tell me that he mention me

Thug life, bitch, I'm cut-throat, don't kill 'em when they send for me (Yeah)

[Chorus]

Knick-knack paddy whack, give a dog a bone (Bone)

Good pussy, fire ho', can't leave the bitch alone (Nah)

Late night, creepin' with another nigga ho' (I am)

Big fine, freaky bitch gon' take a nigga soul (Yeah)

[Verse 2]

Money calls, a lotta guns, that's all a nigga know (Oh yeah)

Street nigga round it up, that's all a nigga know (For real)

"Money over bullshit" yeah, that's what I was told (Oh yeah)

So I'ma keep on ridin' the bitch, that's all a nigga know (Yeah)

Fuck that, look they done did too much, we gon' slide up (Yeah)

The truck black, we catch them slippin' or they gettin' fired at (Bah)

But, who said that? Bitch I don't run and look, what you hidin' from?

No cap, I'm sick of these niggas, bitch let's go top 'em up

Money long, thick fine bitch on, I gotta fuck

Look, two phones, the opp keep callin', this nigga watchin' us

That 40 on me, nigga, quit playin', I know you watchin' her

One call, I run down on y'all, shoot all y'all houses up

And while my youngins gettin' money, uh-huh (Tell him that's big facts)

I'm Deebo to these niggas, I won't let 'em get they shit back (Nah)

Blow 'em up like C4, we pop out, gon' get yo shit clapped

They won't find 'em like he Nemo, he'll be swimmin' where the fishes at