Bunkin - Intellectual

[Intro]

Aye, bricks on the beat

Chip money

Got my trap shit nigga

Fuck yo trap

Aye, serving traps everywhere

[Hook]

Errthing bunkin on the line

Got plugs, got lean, got packs

Errthing bunkin on the line

Got plugs, got lean, got packs

Errthing bunkin on the line

Is you gonna whip it lil nigga

Full cock yo pistol lil nigga

Turn 28 to a 56

Then cut your brick a lil nigga

Errthing bunkin on the line

Got plugs, got lean, got packs

Errthing bunkin on the line

[Verse 1]

First time I see them powers at my grandma’s

Take it out and blend it then go get them grams off

Baby momma bitching, always in the kitchen

I heard your thot snitching but you still rocking with em

Pull up to your spot serve you with some luba tubes

Loading dope in the track with my hula hoop

I turn one to two, then turn two to ten

Trapping out my thotties I just moved her in

Change is on the counter, cigs in the room

God goddamn nigga that’s a motherfucking zoo

Thirty shots for a hater took a pin or two

Never forward on a dog that’s a motherfucking rule

Quit playing these streets lil nigga [?]

I pull up in your hood kepthanging off the roof

You was in the hood I was in the hood no

Beef got popping nigga where was you

[Hook]

Errthing bunkin on the line

Got plugs, got lean, got packs

Errthing bunkin on the line

Got plugs, got lean, got packs

Errthing bunkin on the line

Is you gonna whip it lil nigga

Full cock yo pistol lil nigga

Turn 28 to a 56

Then cut your brick a lil nigga

Errthing bunkin on the line

Got plugs, got lean, got packs

Errthing bunkin on the line

[Verse 2]

Say the Feds in the city, I’m like what the hell

He don’t like me I finessed him out the fucking pen

Tryna pull a nigga over like what the heck that fucking smell

Nigga tires on the gas I ain’t trust and tell

Cop some jewellery for the summer a hundred bullet

Then come down and squeeze your hoes she just choosin

Pay attention to my shoes they just suiting

Young bitch suck my dick like she know me

Turn a nine to a brick drop my mixtape

Nigga peeping am a spy got the Swiss plates

All my old homies cooking had to get straight

Call a thot then I’m a whip it till my wrist break

[Hook]

Errthing bunkin on the line

Got plugs, got lean, got packs

Errthing bunkin on the line

Got plugs, got lean, got packs

Errthing bunkin on the line

Is you gonna whip it lil nigga

Full cock yo pistol lil nigga

Turn 28 to a 56

Then cut your brick a lil nigga

Errthing bunkin on the line

Got plugs, got lean, got packs

Errthing bunkin on the line, nigga