Q50 - Intellectual

[Intro]

(Pipe that shit up, tnt)

*Humming*

[Hook]

Yhea

Got two Glock forty's and it came wit' a brain

Promise to god yo ass gon' die, you think about snachin' my chain

7.62 come wit' a scope nd' it spit wit' a flame

We maskin' up, I ain’t sparin’ nothin'; kill everything wit' a name

Actin' up and we gon' turn him down

Nigga, we gon' ship him out

Makin' plays out the mile, trap out, they're still open now

Lil bitch, I got money now

I ain't gotta rob him now

Suppressor, it won't make a sound

We gon' shut him up from now

[Verse]

Ridin' in the Q50

Chopper got two titties

If a nigga move wrong we re-lapin' and shoot at his fitted

Black car they behind me and they slidin' without my permission

Ten thousand on my body, all designer

Bitch, I’m really drippin'

They down to catch a body, it’s a hobby

Yhea, they really wit' it

ARs in my closet, my first thousand; I went bought a semi

Knocked ‘em out that body, promotin' violence; we gon' kill yo children

Cured from cancer like I’m [?]

Yhea, I’ll pay him a visit

She dancin' on a nigga but that’s the 30. hangin' out the glizzy

High speed from the police, they can't hold me; they can't get up with me

Now I’m ridin' four deep with bout' four heat in the backseat

Lookin' for that maggot ass nigga, said he gon' touch me

Imma leave a red stain onna pussy white tee

I done seen a hundred thousand money, don't excite me

Double R underneath the doors when I jump clean

Flashy ass nigga, pussy nigga; you gon' notice me

On BG I live my shit, I don't need no voucher; nigga

I used to shoot at hoops but them bricks done caught a nigga

Get off a pack or two, tell the plug to drop 'em nigga

These niggas think I'm pussy, imma gon' have to pop a nigga

If don't rap play out like I want it, then I’m back finessin'

I had to get up off my ass, shit; I got tired of stressin'

I'll put a nigga inna hearse if they play wit' my family

Still screamin' motherfuck the laws them pussies got it cappin'