Diablo Back - Intellectual

I’m selling the states

I send it away, my n**** you know that you gotta just go out my way

You see that my patience is running away, and I swear to God

Ima just chase it

The money and faces, I’m facing these problems

You n***** you know that I face it

This blunt in my hand, you know that I just face, n***** my bad

You swear to God I got drip-idy drip and I’m putting it all the bag

Screaming 6Hunna you know that I got it and I’m putting it all in my bag

I give a fuck about what you say, you think my n***** my bad

Step on my sneakers know my n***** that I shoot you right back

I heard that you selling a kilo, I’m about to go ahead and buy me a pack

You n****s got the Diablo, the chopper is coming right back

Theses n****sbe talking that sh** and they running they mouth and they sound like they’re mama

These n****s be playing on stage, and n**** I swear they be playing on stage and I swear to God they be playing drama

And I swear to God that everything be coming back to you and looking like karma

These n****s better swear to God every time I be coming through like Mamba

I spit it

Black skin n**** like pippin

I good sh**, I got good sh**, and I smoke that weed and I lit it

Smoking that marijuana think it could buy these n****s the best place

Ever since I was a youngin I been knowing the best way

N****s be talking that sh**, naw n**** the worse way

Gotta be eating this milk, sucking these titties, needing me some cornflakes, n****

(I’m smelling something wrong around here, huh)