nm jc - Intellectual

[Intro: Gangsta Boo]

Yeah, ho

Cock that Glock, then I pop, pop, pop

All the bodies drop in my drop-top

Holler "Fuck cops"

'Cause I won't ever stop

Hit the Benz, and I pop that lock

Screaming "Motherfuck the law" while I ride around the block

Bitch, I'm so fucking sick with the shit that I spit

Watch 'em all get hit, 'til I fuckin' get rich

Motherfuckers know what it is

Suicide, give a fuck about life, bitch, I'm ready to die

$crim ain't shy, $crim just high

Fuck all y'all bustas, ain't shit in my eyes

Brain on fried, Columbine mind

To kill all you fuckers, and piss on your mothers

Call it what you want, and call it how you see

One thing I know y'all ain't fuckin' with me

Bitch

If it was up to me, I would fuck it up

Fuck everything and bust a nut

Yung Mutt never smiles, got to cut me one

On my flip phone, dialin' nine one-one

I need a pick me up, so come and pick me up

So I can pick me up about sixty bucks worth of sticky nugs

Just a quick re-up, then I'm up, up, and away

Bitch, I'm grey, take me to my fucking grave

Bitch, I'm broke

Like the bone in your back, get the fuck up off my wave

Let me drown in peace, bitch

Bring a gun to the beach, bitch

Blow my brains away

Grey matter scattered in the sand, surfing blood-soaked waves

I been smokin', I been drinkin', I been drinkin'

I been smokin', I been smokin'

I been drinkin', I been drinkin'

I been smokin', I been smoking', I been smoking'

I been smokin', I been smoking', I been smoking

I been drinking, I've been drinkin'—