Let’s Get It - Intellectual

[Verse 1: Karma]

I feel like James (Bond)

I really want a golden gun

Finna go off when we aim and point

We're tryna get more than a hole in one

Slap that!

Hear that clap!

Squeeze that strap like a black girls bum

Mans chest’s get bun like he’s drinking rum

Fried that man get a late night tan

You don’t need no sun (You don’t need no sun)

Every time I’ve been on the opp block man I’ve seen most of their members run

They dart we dip trynna get a mans down

Baby don’t buzz this time we come (Don’t do it)

I love violence and funds we're good together like cheese and bun

Trap

We trap we’re dealing with things

Opp two shank tryna send a man kings

You can't bench tryna send a man gym (no way)

Trap phone doing up Crazy frog that’s Ring Dinga Ding Ding!

Tryna hit stains got severed that link

Burn that bridge give a fuck what you think

Long coat when i step with the ting no pimp

Caught opps dripping kids on whips

Them man washed they’re way to rinsed

Aiming to kill tryna shave mans wig

Aim for the gwop cause I wanna be rich

Opps stop talk like I run through bitch

They're wanna be gangsters but

Oh well

We all know that they ain’t on piss

We take does risks

Word to Trizz

Us man crazy and we’re skitz (Psycho)

[Verse 2: SL]

Cut thru for a two five punk

Like nigga, let’s go, let’s get it

How you hold five; then you go make diss tracks?

Man them boy they're pathetic

Caught S twice in two days, oh shit it really wasn’t his week

I’ve been kind not to back this blade

No way I’m going jail for these fucking neek

Late night calls with an opp thot

She telling me she heard what i’ve done

And that's her big bros people

Shit den she’s a heartless one

But shit den she give real good bop

Trust me she got a dangerous tounge

I’ve been there on the other side with a 34 inch that’s a dangerous one

Long time I ain’t done this drill ting

And I can’t even lie I miss it

I wanna go around there chinging, aye

Do it like taz man did him

Bro popped up with the water emoji, yeah he just went fishing

[Verse 3: Kwengface]

On your mark get set get ready (Get active)

Man just step and flex

Man step and flex man do it with betty (Tru')

Man just shell it shelly

I get over catty

Slide round to the opp block

Man test that wap get over tappy

Young ting giving me bun

Told her babes come link me

Jeet that bitch man (Ay ay)

Skeet in her tounge

My main ting said that she missed me

I don’t miss exes

I know that she miss me

Gyally on me get frisky

Man see an opp back nacks get twisty

Back that nank my blade get frisky (Ching ching ching ching)

Me and M we’re original booters

This .44 long from Rye

This old dot dot be coming from qupids

We should have just kept on chinging

We should’ve never done brought this to music

Cause we clouted neeks and they got the cheeks to say the 2’s be losing

Bruckback aim up I'll boot him