WARNING REMIX - Intellectual

[Intro]

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Warning, warning, warning (Alright)

Off the goddamn porch, uh

Droppin' off my kids on her face like a stork, uh

Bitch-made boy, turn his ass to a corpse

Bitch, I'm Nascar, so you know I got torque, uh

Demon in the flesh, boy I ain't no bitch

Hand up her dress out in public

Tired of the bitch, had enough of it

But I bet she still come here and suck the dick, ayy

I'm a fuckin' punk, baby, I ain't a gentleman

Now shut the fuck up and swallow nut like it's cinnamon

I'm only nineteen, but the club still gon' let him in

And if they talkin' shit, then my shooters gon' wet 'em then

Ha-ha-ha, in my Helmut Lang

My boy got the glick, and he got good aim

I went to LA, now I'm not the same

But I'm still the devil, bitch, ain't nothin' changed

But I'm deranged now

I fuck around and shoot ya whole squad where you hang out

They hate my fuckin' music, bitch, they tell me it's way loud

And I would rather have the money, baby, not fake clout

The goofy, I'm the shit

AP on my wrist, look like I got the fuckin' Omnitrix

Walked down Melrose, but don't fuck wit' OnSomeShit

Demons in my head, I think I'm really fuckin' losin' it

She cheated on her man but he a fan, so he was cool wit' it

The pussy easy for me, all I gotta do is Uber it

Had to hit the bitch twice because it was exuberant

I'm a punk, bitch, I am in love with doin' stupid shit

And I bet, because this song, they'll put me on the crucifix

Fuckin' bitch

Warning, warning, warning (Alright)