Wallah - Intellectual

[Intro]

Look out the window, I'm finna dump a hunnid out

Why would I go trap when I could jugg and make a hunnd thou'

I'm finna bac-

Punch me in

(I'm jus' playin', I'm jus' playin' man you feel me)

Drum on every Glock, I'm the bongo master

Red dot make my aim precise, better run way faster

He think that he going up, until we shoot him off that ladder

I'm thinking bout a plan like, "How can we kill em' faster?"

Wallah, I'm tryna make the opps disappear

For every time they tried to play me, they gon drop a tear

This month alone I ran up fifty, I'm so top tier

Just because the money counter broke don't mean I'm stopping here

I guess like we finna act like we ain't see you walking out of Sears

Just because they cheap, that don't mean go wear em' all year

Dancing on your dead mans grave, Didn't you cry here?

They blew his brain on this one street, they left his mind here

If my card decline inside the store, I'ma play my role

Let me get this brand new PS5, and then I up and go

This like my seventh one today, I'm finna up the score

I'm road-running, once I touch twenty, then I'm coming home

We got our Glocks tucked

No NLE but I been hanging with top shottas

Stop playing like you crazy, we'll shoot you and your toddler

Erased him off this Earth he got to grow up with no father

Wake up and go work that shift

I'm prolly somewhere out of town, In store jamming chips

This my hidden talent, I can't show you how to work this bitch

But if you send over a thousand, I could make that flip

I heard the opps across town, I could make that trip

My shooter Staxk's a gun junkie, he'll take that stick

(And you can't get it back)