Buffoonery - Intellectual

[Chorus]

No I ain't got time for ya bitch so please don't call my cellular

I been grinding for this shit all my life I ain't trynna be regular

The fuck

Is you talking bout dont tempt me baby

I'm off the loud

Stand 6'2 with a big smile & a humble soul & a wicked mouth

[VERSE]

I'm that nigga

You ain't never heard about me

Heard so & so spoke words about me though

Damn, pull up to the curb, get routie

Knock knock bitch what you say I'm dying to know

Plan to be the next up

If I ain't mutha fucka I ain't stressing

Pull up to the bank

R.I.P to the next man

Run up in the safe, make way to the exit

Hand out Mixtapes with my ass on it

Say this the shit don't you pass on it

Not a nasty flick

But a nasty spitting

Lyricist

5 tracks on it

Don't skip notta

Before I fracture yo hip

Trynna be a hip-hoppеr

I'm ya big Papa

Daddy Nappi get a switch

Bouta beat ya ass properly

Too bad to thе friends who doubted me

Hope yo sad broke ass is proud of me

Oh I heard you been taking classes

Bitch Madeology bet you skit to Masters

Here's a tip for Rappers

Naps the God, 10 % he's after

Run my shit you bastard

Or I will get active

Get shit poppin

See the Glock proactive

You a zit for acting up

Lifes a bitch with a ass that's flat as fuck

With fake tits & blue eyes who nags too much

Coked out of her mind, react to what

Isn't blond dye and the lies from mans corrupt

She a fan for what

See opportunity

Black mutha fucka with skill you kno usually

Buffoonery don't over power the cool in me

So I reply truthfully