18K - Intellectual

[Intro: TB Stacka & Lulu]

(Oh, oh)

(Yeah, yeah, oh my God)

(Oh, oh)

(Who the fuck is TB Stacka?)

(Let’s go, let’s go)

[Chorus: Bridga]

How am I spending like 18K?

I’m just tryna drip or drown

These yutes are bums

They talk on the net

They’re a bunch of clowns

Try ying and carve him out

I’m just tryna leave a frown

Me and TB we ride

Just wanna X them out

[Verse 1: TB Stacka, Bridga & SykoSvn]

Like Margs, one hand in the air like nae-nae

Get man down and he’s screaming “ouch”

Huh, I ain’t get booked for no shows

But catch me in south, I’m rolling loud

What?

What the fuck are you talking about?

Aye, huh

What you talking about?

On the opp block, man’s walking about

Why you tryna dash like Sonic?

Swear down, I ain’t even make a sound

You know my ting, top 2 in the scene

If you like then, gimme my bombacrown

[Verse 2: Bridga & TB Stacka]

Gimme my crown like David

Back out my 22 inch

Pull that out and get to the shaving

Don’t know why the boy’s still hating

I’m uptown in suttin’ sporty

Catch me and bro, we’re racing

She said she a yardie, cool

How many kids we ja-making?

[Verse 3: SykoSvn, TB Stacka, Lulu & Bridga]

Nut in her eyes so the bitch can’t see men

Feeling like 6, I’m a SE Demon

I’m a lil nerd, two ways I be geekin’

Fucked on your bitch and that shit had you tweakin’

Geeking, I’m on a whole ‘nother level

Talking bout several cars, I’m speeding

“I’m just a girl”

Bitch, stop speaking

[Verse 4: (Onize) & SykoSvn]

(Imagine you say “I’m gonna focus on music”)

(And then the music that you release is actually crap)

Big Svn in the building, you know what it is

MellissaK

Fuck all Mellissa’s everyday (MellissaK)

Thirteen, bought myself a Moncler

Fucked his bitch and I-

Thirteen, bought myself a Moncler

Fucked his bitch and I- (bitch, bitch) Like

Fucked his bitch, get him pissed, no Claire’s

Stay with the stick, no drums or snares

Climbing up ranks, lil bro, fuck stairs

Migraine Skank while your bitch give head

Caught that nigga, we sent him to bed

Fuck a HB pencil, fill him with led

Hop out the ride, we gon’ fill him with corn

Anglo Saxon, she gripping my sword

King like Kweng, you must be the pawn

(King like Kweng, you must be the pawn)