Mr Jog - Intellectual

[Intro]

Dumb ways to die, so many dumb ways to die (So many)

Dumb ways to die, so many dumb ways to die (I'm smokin' straight out the pack, uh, Thrax)

Belt Gang shit

Uh-huh

Ain't gettin' in if you ain't flamed up, nigga

Gang

You work a nine-to-five, we catch niggas at they J-O-B (Uh-huh)

See an opp, I'm jumpin' out, I'm Mr. J-O-G

Jog, we ain't shootin' out no car, we finna stay on feet (Jump out gang)

I'm tryna walk this rapper down, but he stay OT

Walk-downs, I do walk-ups (I do walk-ups)

We go off rank, you gotta drive if you ain't caught one (If you ain't caught one)

You be catchin' niggas out and still ain't caught nothin' (Still ain't caught shit)

I been layin' niggas down, I just lost one (RIP MB)

Ayy, niggas changed up, another opp got dropped, they tryna blame us

You ain't gettin' in this bitch if you ain't flamed up, boy

You ain't never hit four opps in the same month

Dirt just took a nigga Glock, I got the same one

My opps been gettin' blew at

She heard I did that to her friend, she tryna do that

Nigga said he throwin' at me and got threw at

I can't name one of my opps that I ain't shoot at, nigga

I thought he moved 'til Fat DM'd me with his drop, that nigga still there (I'm on the way)

He ain't die, but we put him in a wheelchair (Hah)

Sittin' on they block, I seen the boys and I'm still here (I ain't movin')

Shot an opp and hit his BM in my drill gear (Nigga)

Where your friends at? I got them killers with me (Belt Gang)

In my glo, I ain't met a nigga realer than me (GloRilla)

Faced an opp, RIP Mike, he was drillin' with me (RIP MB)

My bitch know I hit her sis, she still dealin' with me (I'm him)

I just took a nigga chop and put a body on this bitch, huh

Jump out gang, I got my body out the whip (Jump out gang)

Popped a nigga up, threw his body out the whip

I be buggin' up, boy, I'm out my body on this bitch, nigga

You work a nine-to-five, we catch niggas at they J-O-B

See an opp, I'm jumpin' out, I'm Mr. J-O-G

Jog, we ain't shootin' out no car, we finna stay on feet

I'm tryna walk this rapper down, but he stay OT

Nigga

Know what the fuck goin' on

Uh-huh

Belt Gang shit

Nigga, I'm Mr. J-O-G