Slim Prophet - Intimidatin' Lyrics

Walked out the club with my J's on
Just caught a dub I'm the great one
Bumping Young Thug, So Much Fun
Out with JD, We street racing
Foot is locked on the gas can't do last place
Shit the coppers on my ass how my shit taste?
105 On the dash like a rich A, otta get em off me got hit this swerve aye
Send em right into the curb I got the nerve, Joey blew right past me I gotta hit it
Fire coming from the back just like I spit it
Caught back up I tell that bitch that I am winning
Cross the finish line then donuts get to spinning
Intimidator 305 yea that's how I ride, ain't from Miami but you know got that heat on high
My homies roll them blunts, and pass em side to side
Me I'm working on my jumper tryna get my time
18 As a freshman I ain't even hit my prime
I must be caller number 9 cause my girl a dime
Pass her friend right to my slime yea I'm dropping dimes
Anything I want is mines read between the lines
Like that kid up in shining, I'm seeing signs
That I' ma be the greatest star that's gon' ever shine
So like I did the crime I gotta do the time, and work my ass off every single day and night
And I promise I'ma make it and that's on my mom
I put it on my dad, sister, and my little bruh
In the case that I die keep the dream alive
I'ma go down as the one, put that on my son
But I don't got a son, put that on my Kobe's
Screaming rest in peace to Kobe may you Rest In Power
Knowing that I think about you every single hour
Keep your legacy movin' that shit will never die
To the fake, your demise will be televised
Yea, demise will be televised
Your demise will be, will be...