Limelight - Intellectual

[Intro]

Yeah

Toren turn the beat up

Oh my god, are you Matt?

Glock make him DIddy Bop

Talk, y'all do that a lot

Drop, I sip that a lot

You don't, you ain't gotta lie

Leave an opp paralyzed

Xans got me in paradise

Run down on me, not advised

No I don't need your advice

Got that white shit, and I'm not talking about rice

Daley stay up in the kitchen, and you know he whippin' white

I really pull up, I don't talk shit through them websites

I just need the blue bills, I don't need the limelight

Bitches mad at me, cause they sayin' that I'm not polite

Opp really thought he could kill me with a fucking knife

Should've known never bring a knifе to a gun fight

Yeah we out herе mobbin' yeah we robbin' in the moonlight

All that talking shit, all that talk, yeah, but no bite

Party at the BNB, and you ain't get no invite

Heart so cold, yeah, I gave myself frostbite

Yeah I hit the dash, yeah I go right past a red light

I be smoking dope, yeah, so I got an appetite

She do not like me, no, she says that I'm not polite

They like my style, and they wanna bite

We can get up like a damn kite

He said when he see me it's on sight

Money as tall as my height