Kartel - Intellectual

[Intro]

(Ooh, MPC Cartel)

Bih

[Chorus]

Ayy, stop all that cap, you can't touch it, you ain't got it

I know he really slidin' if he stand beside me

I know that these broke niggas plottin'

Cut the squares out my circle, I can't do the rotten

Rock new chains and whips but I don't pick no cotton

Been told brodie, "I want me a Mazi"

Presidential tint wit' the matte-black body

Gotta keep a stick for you niggas who cocky

Got one in the head, don't believe in cockin'

I'm too far ahead, I don't see no stoppin'

I hop in the game knee-deep

Slide late night when we creep

We movin' at night to make sure we discreet

Got way too much drip, I try not to leak

Money-count the hundreds, I like my shit neat

Foreign bad bitch, but she do not speak

She just get new money every day of the week

[Verse]

Yeah, it's a brand new day, countin' brand new money

Probably somewhere wit' your bitch, countin' on flue hundreds

I want the check, these niggas wanna beef

Don't talk on computers, Control-Alt-Delete

My gang what I got on the bottom my feet, huh, yeah, ooh, red

I meet your hoe at the bottom, but she gon' give me some top

Dump 'til that bitch click, uh, then we gon' skrrt out the lot

Yeah, that Glock it's gon' bust, it's a thot

Caught you down bad wit' your dick in the dirt

7.62, that gon' hit where it hurt

Make sure that you get the money first

XD got a triple round burst

I was in LA smokin' Starburst

You can't just pull up, gotta call first

That's how these lil niggas get killed

As soon as I viewed him I knew he wasn't real

You done threw your life away wit' that lil deal

PLR-16 Kel-Tec

I'm in the back sippin' 'Tec

The one that you love on my phone tryna sex