Runway - Intellectual

[Verse]

She wan' fuck me, I let her in

I get comfy, I'm settlin'

I got bands on my bed again

Cop a beat, I'm on 10 again

And she said that she wetter than- (uh)

I know that she out of her element

Swear to God that she heaven-sent

She tellin' me who I'm better than

She rub on me, I'm her melanin

I wanna fuck on her best friend

She askin' me all these questions

Girl, what you talkin' bout you and me?

We only fuck for the double G

You never looked in the double C

Still gon' be here with a double tree

Yeah, I [?]

You look up to the porch lights, and she trippin' with bow ties

I got niggas that gon' slide

I got niggas that still swipe and that shit never declined

I done came up in no time and I'm here for the long nights

And I'm ridin' that motorbike

Holdin' the secrets, I want that shit for a reason

I done went got this shit in a sequence

I've been puttin' it out of your season

I went got me the bump and I need it

I've been winnin', that shit lookin' easy

Gotta get me to take what they eatin'

They ain't know I don't [?] (yeah)

I've been blacked out, blacked out, I've been drunk

Yeah, I don't even know what we're runnin' from

No, I don't even know what we're runnin' from

I've been blacked out, blacked out, I've been drunk

Yeah, I don't even know what we're runnin' from

No, I don't even know what we're runnin' from

From, from

No, I don't even know what we're runnin' from

From, from

I don't even know what we're runnin' from

From, from

No, no, I don't even know what we're runnin' from

No, I don't even know what we're runnin' from

No, no, no