SPIKE SNAPBACK - Intellectual

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Gang got them—

Yeah, the gang on them things

Gang on them things

Put 'em on the things, hey (Hey)

I'm with them reptilians (Yeah)

With my snakeskin scarf (Yeah)

My new bitch, she Italian (Yeah)

But sorry I broke her heart (Ha)

Spikes on my head on top of my snap back like I was Bart (Yeah)

Man, this bitch get me head, told her, slide her back, I call her pop tart (Yeah)

I got my head on the game

With that tight grip on that

Got my head over the game

King type shit, know that

She got her hand on the came

From the dick, she finna blow that

She fuckin' me for the fame

Dumb ho don't think I know that

Gang, I'm blowin' them down

Bang, I'm holdin' them down

Hey, what the fuck I do now?

Hey, I'm callin' em now

Men in black, uh

Business call, came in tux on them

Love my women Black, uh

Got this bitch from Arizona