Bow Down (Freestyle) - Intellectual

[Intro: Duffy]

(My nigga Johnny got another one)

Ayy, you know the truth

Bitch

(Armani, this shit stuey, boy)

Young stepper, I could make a bad bitch bow down

VVSs, yeah, she see the diamonds hittin', bling baow

Don’t get hit with 40 cal, I got it on me right now

No pole, don't come around, that type of shit is not allowed

What's up in my clip? An awful lot of hollow rounds

Hit Mei Ling safe and sound, like, ayy, look what I found

I’ve been rappin', still got sticks in the couch at mama house

Give us flowers now, or later we gon' make you bow down

Clown nigga think he goin' pound for pound with me, huh?

Ain't no other nigga like me, baby, I'm a one-of-one

Young niggas got the motion, nigga, fuck bein' humble

Racks bustin' out the duffel, bitch, I got it Off The Mussle

See the tеam, shit, your best bet is showin’ some rеspect

Slidin’ through the opps, we got the drop like are we there yet?

Niggas wavin' white flags, I’m tryna get a nigga stretched

Niggas tried to silence us, it didn't work, so what's next?

We the flyest, shit, bow down to your highness

They say OTM them niggas with the crown and we icy

Free the homies, fuck the police, we don't like ’em

Ugh, nigga, get up off your ass and get to grinding

Ugh

Ayy, grab that out my leaf bag

Bow down, get up on your knees for your highness

Seen a homie bust a safe, I started dancin' like a paisa

Keep the grass cut low for any pythons

Deep in the field like Randy Moss, you on the sidelines

My opps beggin', "P, let bygones be bygones"

Designer gun, extended clips filled with hollows

Pockets fat, they obese like Baby D

Shells to the back, he yelled, "Ricky", yeah, it's that deep

Smokin' big 'Woods in the back, wearin' pinkies

My palm out, should put it in my hand, that's how she greet me (Shit, for real)

Bow down and stomp down, make them feet bleed

My mama in my ear like, "Why you buyin' all this bling bling?"

Told a bitch come correct or get left

Sneaky threats about the gang'll get him stretched

Sixty seconds then I'm out, with the bag don't mean a flex

Off the Mussle for the— yeah, you know the rest

Ugh