MORTIFIED!ᐳ+ - Intellectual

[Intro]

Mm-mm (Yeah)

Fuck nigga

[Chorus]

Walk in, Balmains tight than a bitch

Yeah, tight than a bitch, pole still on my hip

Black Limousine, let the black box spit

Leave his ass mortified, shot out the ricks

SpongeBob wallet, my pocket

Nigga say this shit was easy then why he ain't top it?

He need to shut up and lock it

I had to train up my Glock, nigga, I had to box it

Rockin' a Vivienne chain, not a lockit

I got the stick in the box like Pocky

You ain't even try it, so how you gon' knock it?

Posted wit' kickdoe, them niggas ain't knockin'

Uh, bip in the whip, no, this shit not a stock one

Say he a killer but you ain't even pop nothin'

Yeah, walk in his face and then fox em'

Yeah, ain't dropped the low so we doxxed еm'

Huh, he ain't know about the drank, we upchargеd him

I got the formula, bitch, Willy Wonka

[Verse]

She eat me up wit' no bib, improper

I been securing the bag like a locker

I got the Vette in my ribs, sippin' Monster

I got a cough- I got a cough, need to go to the doctor

Ain't got no soda, so, it's Hitech water

I had racks at sixteen, nigga like Barter

He got turned to a spirit, lil nigga, no charter

I'm goin' up, so, my price getting marked up

Rap nigga failed, he ain't even get to start up

Nigga, remember who you got your bars from?

Nigga, remember when I was on MARTA?

Impersonating me, nigga like Martha

And I'm still rockin' Rick like I'm out in Agartha

Get tats on my arms like I'm wearin' Ed Hardy

She wanna fuck cause she say that I'm charming

I mix the hysteric jeans with the Marni

Bitch, this a Alyx bracelet, not a Carti

Young nigga get the hood poppin' like a car meet

She stay on her phone, that shit is alarming

When twin call me Beno, he ain't talkin' bout bro who be posted wit' Carti

I'm out in Fulton, i'm sippin' on Barney

Niggas annoyin', they stay tryna start shit

Wearin' white Margielas on a all black carpet

C-Can't drive, I can't even park it

Can't hang with that nigga on mark shit