One - Intellectual

[Intro]

What?

Let's talk 'bout it

I'm finna jump in the whip and then hop out it

"He got some money, now he think he somebody"

That's what the hatin' ass niggas say about me (Yeah)

Knock off his cap, I'ma keep it a hunnid

It's the origin, bitch, this is starting this summer (Yeah)

All my diamonds, they cost me a arm and a lung

It's a three and a two, but, bitch, I am the one (Yeah)

They said I'm getting fat, it's the lean in my gut (Yeah)

Bet a XD-45 put that boy in a trunk

I'm off the gas, and it smell like a skunk

And that nigga is ass, throw that shit in the dump

If I shoot at his feet then that boy better jump

And no, l ain't missing a headshot

Nigga, I got a shooter in Dallas, he throwing you off, I ain't talking 'bout Prescott

(Yeah, uh, we finna-, uh, we finna-, damn)

We finna run in your crib, what's the motive?

Nigga, I got your bitch in the back choking (Bleh)

He said I'm broke, man, he gotta be joking

Had to touch on my diamonds, now that bitch is soakin'

I'm getting bands every day, it's my payday

I would cut that ho off, you would think I'm a melee

Play with the money, them racks got a playdate

Active shooter in this bitch, it's a mayday

That nigga got hit with a whole semi-auto

They cloning, see me do some shit and they follow

I pop a perky like Demi Lovato

1500, we all in the mix, no Apollo

If that boy want a problem, then we finna solve it

He not in my column, he not in my bracket

I got a new tennis chain like a racket

G-Glock got a flash and a beam for attachments

I hate it

They said that they proud of me, that shit belated (Yeah)

They said that they day ones, but they never portrayed it

Now they coming back once they see that I made it (Yeah)

Nah, where you was at when I was broke?

When they all hated me you ain't never had hope

Now I'm up, so I know that bitch gotta feel dumb

It's a three and a two, but, bitch, I am the one (Yeah)