Sierra - Intellectual

[Chorus]

In the middle of the city, fucked up, baby

And I ain't really have nobody I could call

And this liquor got me talkin' hella crazy, baby

But easily right now, I'd like to hit it raw

And you go out in that dress to break necks, baby

And that's the reason why I'm saying "Put it on"

A couple shots of 42, I'm fired up, baby

And we can go until the sun comes up

Oh yeah, yeah

Still got half a pill

We can split it right here

And that's the move right there

Bitches imitating what you do, baby

And all these niggas wanna do is use you, babe

But I won't let 'em catch up to the coupe, oh yeah, to the coupe

Yeah, yeah, coupe, yeah, yeah

I'm preeing the lace through your top, I can't deny ya

I already know what's 'bout to happen, like a writer

I can't be like this with someone else, uh

I don't wanna do this by myself

I would've just poured up a glass of the gin

And drank that shit until my heart gave in

'Cause I can't take it no more, I been doing this too long

I'm gettin' closer and closer to ending it all, it all, it all