aimbot - Intellectual

[Intro]

Fumi

Three on me, y'all ain't even seein' these

Where ya at? I be at the B&B

Now watch this bitch, sad, I think that he leavin' me

Bust you right though, we got a sight, three a piece

Uh, ayy, I gotta step back, I really needa breathe

Uh, I be writing captions for the real freaks

I be goin' batshit, makin' enemies

Not anybody, I can tell that y'all don't even feel me

'Cause I like gettin' to the bag, you with the team

And I've been gettin' outta body with the green

We're not one to fuck with, yeah, we gettin' paid

Uh-uh, what the fuck, bitch, get up out the way, uh-uh-uh

Bullets stay inside but I could turn him to an extrovert

Hear 'em talking down, I'm too high, flow butter (Switchblade)

Flipping through the channels, cutting through the words

I don't trust nobody, don't do favours, I am not concerned

Cho-Chopper blast a hole through your chest like it's Naruto

Said he runnin' up, not gon' lie, that hoe was powerful

Yeah, smokin' on his pack, he in the hospital

Messin' with the wrongs, me and [?] laughin' at you, bro

And he broke

Me and Fumi laughin' 'cause that fuckboy is a joke

And I'm writin' wonder on the ballot when I vote

Three-sixty, aimbot, bitch, quickscope

Uh, God damn, I guess his mama is a hoe

'Cause I like gettin' to the bag, you with the team

And I've been gettin' outta body with the green

We're not one to fuck with, yeah, we gettin' paid

Uh-uh, what the fuck, bitch, get up out the way, uh-uh-uh