Ignorant Genius - Q-Unique

Knock you out, nigga, with the shootout I use your force, chill

«How this white boy get away with saying nigga?»

Cause this white boy ain’t a white boy, go figure (motherfucker)

I smack rappers out of Jivenchy (pop!)

That body from still haunts me (facts)

That’s why I keep the gat in arms reach

She was a little, nigga, I was fucking your auntie (nigga, huh)

This little niggas can’t harm me, uh (you don’t remember I was walking through

your crib with my dick out, nigga?)

Yeah, fuck outta here

Who the fuck said I’m done, nigga?

(yeah)

I go to clubs to fight with the bounce, that’s fun nigga

Just finished with your girl, you’re a cum getter (condom)

Fuck outta my face with them vans, you bum nigga

My girls' ex just died in a bike accident (fuck your lyfe)

Well, that’s one less nigga, I gotta smack her shit (blaow)

It’s all about money, let’s get back to it

I said back, but I ain’t never went away from it

Rock you in a cheap bone, watch your face plum in

You bent over and delicate, I’m straight rugged

You chow dirt with a blow out and a great mullet

Fuck your love, welcome to the hate summit

The balance of demons and Jesus, give you the grievous

Gorilla, Capital, ignorant genius

I got a sick shooter, the clip boomer, loosin on it

Intruder, the skin bruiser, you can never win, loser

Yo, let me get a filly

Caught a water in the Wall Street Journal, ignorant genius shit

This is ignorance at it’s finest, mindless entertainment

Fire nines, shatter your spine and then you’re brainless

Nameless assassins take a name of your captain

No shame or compassion, the flame is just blastin'

Gather and drip saliva red, leave 'em bleeding dead

On the hunt for and beat 'em dead

On the blacklist daily, from smackin' his Daisy

Consider back pedallin', I’m batshit crazy

As if a psycho was holding a ball made of guano

Giovanni playing on bango

My brain is all shuffled

I bought off an octagon shaped cage and engaged in a scuffel

I say my cranium’s a goner

Andy Serkis smugglin' vibranium out of Wakanda

Ya heard?

I don’t need you to cosign

My clique is stampede through your streets like a horde of

And I’m a cool mind