mr popular - Intellectual

[Chorus]

Y'all throwin' allegations all up on my name, I got receipts, homie

Jelly talkin', even before the fame, you in the seats, homie

Buy that ho and send yo' ass away, I keep the beats on me

Smell the Glock up in my pocket, drummer for the week

Real-real-real rapper shit, I ain't mumble on no beat

I ain't even know yo' name, get the fuck up off my meat

Yeah, I caught you talkin' shit, so I scammed you out of feat

I ain't never said that word, but if I did you heard a bleep

Only talkin' 'causе I'm up, why you ridin' on my dick?

We ain't never mеt before but you exist to make me sick

She got pregnant just from starin', I ain't even gotta hit

I be the one to rob yo' ass if you a man or you a bitch

How many times I gotta tell you? Get my name up out yo' mouth

Just because I'm skinny doesn't mean I will not knock you out

Yeah, I'm emo, but I'm from the streets, y'all know what I'm about

I don't give a fuck about yo' gender, still gon' gun you down