HITECH - Intellectual

[Intro]

Yeah, woah

Bitch, I sip on Hitech, not no Tris, yeah (yeah, yeah)

Lil' bitch want a kiss, I dismiss her (woah)

Bitch, I been stuck in the abyss, yeah (woah)

All this fuckin' drank, I can't resist, yeah (I can't resist)

Bitch, I been missin' you lately (yeah)

All these niggas call me, 'cause they know I'm doin' too greatly (woah)

And if you wanna talk to me, you gotta keep it straight (ahh)

All these niggas movin' weird, you gotta stop the hate (yeahh)

Put your choppa up, put your choppa up

Take it serious, yeah, put the fire, put the fire up (frshh)

All these niggas hangin' with the squad, with the squad, yeah

Choppa left him hangin' off a tree, he get fucked up (prshh)

So many problems in my head, lil' bitch, I'm tryna run (run)

Bad bitch broke up with me, yeah, we so done (woah)

And these diamonds, they cost a hunnid buns (yeah)

All that money you claim, you got none (yeah)

Learn to have fun (yeah)

Bitch, you so boring, I can't even have fun (woah)

That boy wanna play with us, then kick him with the drum (yeah)

ARP, FN Five-Seven, we got guns