Bully - Intellectual

[Intro]

(A Lau on the beat)

Jay Critch, hood fave

(Hey, Tony!)

(RubiRosa)

Had to get back on my bully

[Chorus]

On my block, they pushing weight, them niggas bullies

That bitch tried to play me, had to get back on my bully

Got them racks up, 100k stuffed in my hoodie

New VVS's, diamonds shooting, loaded fully (ay)

Lot of grams up in my hood, tell me what you want

All my niggas eating good, like the restaurant

My bitch look like Meagan Good, she get what she want

First she hop up on the wood, then she do a stunt

Better watch yo back, this shit get dangerous

Looking at this money, guess i’m famous

Soon as you go and make some money, they start changing

Cut em off cause I got no time for the lame shit

[Verse]

I just hopped up in that Maserati, hit a lane switch

She can't be my wifey, she a thottie, I can't claim it

I just told her "keep giving me head" till she brainless

Every morning, hop up out my bed, count some franklin’s

I been talking money, what you said, different language

Diamonds like a blizzard, get a sled, I can't tame it

Pouring up that lean, i'm sipping meds, cookie fragrance

She too thirsty, she get no respect, she a lame bitch

I keep working, shit don't never end, till my gang rich

She just want me cause i'm getting dressed, in Balmain shit

In that foreign, told her make a left, by the bank bitch

Still up in my hood, I never left, on that gang shit

I'm counting all of my blessings

I'm counting all of the racks

I never fold under pressure

I'm never holding back

I’m a young nigga i’m flexing, I bet she notice that

I remember I was losing, i'm never going back

You keep talking like you shooting, but you never hold the strap

Nigga, I used to run off with the packs, i’m giving you facts

I used to go and sit up in the trap, i'm trynna get back

She looking good and her ass looking fat, I hit from the back