Bout Dat - Intellectual

[Intro]

Yea, yea, yea bout dat

Yea

And I'm bout dat

Said I'm bout dat

And I'm bout dat

Said I'm bout dat

And I'm bout dat

And I be like

[Verse 1]

This is my shit and I shall rip it like this

And if I do not jingle my motherfucking zipper then please don't give me no lip

Boy I'm gon' grind like a broke stick shift

And I'm all about mine 'til I’m in a G6

Nigga gonna shine 'cause I handle my biz

My money is time that is how I live, boy I'm bout that

And I am where the south's at

I just keep it snapping like a mouse trap

Lay a bitch down like a house mat

Fall inside the pussy then I bounce back

Announce that, I'm out here

High as fuckm gone, light years

Came from the bottom they don't fight fair

Shitting on these niggas, need a diaper

And this is my shit and I shall rip it like this

Rapping like I want a Maserati, a Ducati in my lobby, and some brand new diamonds on my wrist

Brand new bitch she want diamonds in her lip

I want diamonds in my chain so I hop inside the whip

Walk inside the plane then I step inside the crib

Jump inside the booth then I show how I live, 'cause I'm that nice

I'm hot like a crack pipe

And she just turned my sack to bag pipe

Made me resurrect on the third day

Had a nigga feeling like the black Christ

Baptized, pure nigga

If you think you sick I'm the cure nigga

Talking all that shit I just ignore niggas

I ain't worried boy I'm working on the tour nigga

[Chorus]

And this is my shit and I shall rip it like this

And if I do not

Naw nigga doubt that

And this is my shit and I shall rip it like this

And if I do not

Naw nigga doubt that

Yea, 'cause I been going hard like a motherfucker

Yea, and I been going hard like a motherfucker

[Verse 2]

Rap music's new saint

I act like the black mans Bruce Wayne

Killing every motherfucking adversary

Shitting on whoever in my nuke range

And y'all niggas loose change

So I don't give a fuck about your two cents

Conversation don't produce revenue

Then you gon' have to find you some new friends

Bye, I'm tying up the loose ends

And you are not a part of my current agenda

Pussy ass niggas think he fucking special

I probably need to tell him I ain't sentimental (Huh)

I probably need to send a message

'Cause these niggas here probably didn't get the memo

Propr Lee is all up in this motherfucker

Winning in this bitch and I'm been thinking I deserve a metal

Thinking I deserve a crown

Maybe I'm a cocky fuck

Heart cold like an ice ring

Words smooth like a hockey puck (Huh)

And you niggas not enough

Got them hoes rocking to my new shit

Boys over there all stressed out

I be like a buddhist on a cruise ship

I be like a walking revolution

Got Mandela in my art work

Boy you wanna see how you do me

First you have to figure how my heart works (Ha)

I work like a damn slave

But I walk like I own the shit

Higher than a motherfucker

Reporting to the mother ship

[Chorus]

And this is my shit and I shall rip it like this

And if I do not

Naw nigga doubt that

And this is my shit and I shall rip it like this

And if I do not

Naw nigga doubt that

Yea, 'cause I been going hard like a motherfucker

Yea, and I been going hard like a motherfucker