Criminal - Intellectual

[Intro: Yak Yola]

Criminal, momma I'm a criminal

Momma I'm a criminal, criminal, criminal

Look, look, look

Momma I'm a

Look, brodie this the deal

We gon' roll up on a nigga right, make him full of steel

He like "Brodie, this my body", I'm like "Nigga this my body"

Holdup, we gon' switch guns, make him dance like Bobby

All we know is Shmurda, look, all we know is squeeze

Neck shots, make ya nigga bleed, make a nigga scream

Can't wait 'til I catch Livvy look, big shots from the glizzy

Spin him, make that nigga dizzy, I'ma shoot it 'til it's empty

All we know is hop up out that johnny, catch a body, uh

You tryna snipe for Snipe, when you could go up there, meet Tommie, uh

Hop out at that light, that milly jump all on his body, uh

In that stolen' V lookin' for opps, where you can find me, uh

We don't do no rap cap, lil' boy hop out, and hit hats

Why you make a diss track when you ain't even come get back?

Feel like EST bitch, I forever get my lick back

Glock came with a switch, and a lil' beam, no I can't miss that

And I'm smokin' on the opps

Yall known y'all was gettin' followed, why the fuck y'all niggas stop?

They scored on K3, they hit him for the shot clock

His bro just died drinkin' lean, he wasn't even sippin' Wock

12 really on the run, the law ran inside my spot

The dumbest shit I ever did, is when I bought the bitch a watch

Waters in the jail smashin' on shit, he a Ox

Brodie in the jail holdin' it down, free the block

How we steppin', they ain't rollin' how we rollin'

We ain't gotta say our names when we walkin', bitches notice

Look, I be rappin', uh, OT got the only pack I'm smokin'

Yeah I'm in traffic, huh, only go for blues like I'm rollin'

Opps ain't comin' how we comin', they ain't thuggin' how we thuggin'

These my niggas, but I swear I love them like my blood brothers

Like where the opps at? I'm tryna take they blood from 'em