Intense lyrics
by Money Man
[Hook]
Havin' lunch and over talks of going gold
Everything we do big on big
Brought the b*tch a new Celine & a wig
3k from a lil son fit
He ain't do nothin' but dirty up sh*t
Street life pressure, bust pipes
n*gga this sh*t can get intense
[Verse: Money Man]
DMV vibe, I'm smashing gon' give me fake license
Redneck Oregon plug, gon' give me cheap prices
Got the trackhawk and the jailbreak
Got the TRX and the black Lade
Bad b*tch with me rockin' 3 cuban
Crazy what this Diamondback doing humans
Turn a pus*y n*gga block to some ruin
Lifting all them pounds, it was back bruisin'
Tanzanian vibe, she just arm candy
Plug sent the whole truck of lung candy
n*gga jumpin' ship like blackbeard
When the feds come, they gon' act weird
We keep buyin' blicks, we the most feared
This war going on, don't you interfere
Long hair baddie resemble Gwynevere
Pullin' on it when I hit her from the rear
If you see me with her then she top tier
If you see me burnin', then it's top tier
Heavy jewelry on my neck, bling blow
My chick drippin' in a Burberry blouse
Put the scams out a new built house
I just piped on a 30k couch
Shark boots, she in Givenchy
She got real taste, she dripped in double C
I just hit the crib one late night and deported my new b*tch
Then found out she had a CPN and the bullsh*t birth certificate
They gon' take the drip and then mimic it
I'm smashing Libyans and Dominicans
n*gga try to block it ain't no hindering
[Hook]
Havin' lunch and over talks of going gold
Everything we do big on big
Brought the b*tch a new Celine & a wig
3k from a lil son fit
He ain't do nothin' but dirty up sh*t
Street life, pressure bust pipes
n*gga this sh*t can get intense
[Verse 2: Juney Knotzz]
sh*t gettin' intense when you got two or three going instant
sh*t getting intense now I got diamonds on me, I sense it
n*ggas ain't getting no money, had to wash my hands I had to rinse it
I'm the one that mix the gumbo with the za take me out my dimension
I peeped the movie police, they were born in it in unfortunately
Three b*tches with me originally, got the big juice like normie
Baby write his name out 100 times, gotta practice on her forgery
b*tch you ever seen 100 racks at one time, never seen a hundred scraps at one time
You ain't listenin' I'm tryna put you down, go about this sh*t accordingly
I was trappin' on a tether n*gga, on house arrest on a cordless
Bad b*tch with that rear end, finna bend and make her enjoy this
Bust it down, let it smear in write my name down like I'm bored with it
[Hook]
Havin' lunch and over talks of going gold
Everything we do big on big
Brought the b*tch a new Celine & a wig
3k from a lil son fit
He ain't do nothin' but dirty up sh*t
Street life, pressure bust pipes
n*gga this sh*t can get intense
[Verse 2: Money Man]
DMV vibe, I'm smashing gon' give me fake license
Redneck Oregon plug gon' give me cheap prices
Got the trackhawk and the jailbreak
Got the TRX in the black Lade
Bad b*tch with me rockin' 3 cuban
Crazy what this Diamondback doing humans
Turn a pus*y n*gga block to some ruin
Lifting all them pounds, it was back bruisin'
Tanzanian vibe, she just arm candy
Plug sent the whole truck of lung candy
n*gga jumpin' ship like blackbeard
When the feds come, they gon' act weird
We keep buyin' blicks we the most feared
This war going on, don't you interfere