Luv / Hate - Intellectual

[Intro]

(Bitch, haha)

Yeah, uh, uh [?]

Uh, yeah

[Chorus]

Yeah, I'm booted off the earth

Yeah, I'm booted on my turf

Talkin' shit, I don't give a fuck

Its that bitch, she wanna play

I got them racks and I count it up like a dork

I sound like a nerd

Bitch, I got the fuckin' racks and that bitch

He can go end up in a hearse

Fell in love with blue cheese

Yeah, that's all I make

Fuck these hoes and get that money

'Cause all of this shit be fake

My heart was feelin' love, now that shit so deflated

Now that shit so deflated, I'm feelin' hatred

[Verse]

All of these niggas, thеy talk down on me, little nigga

I keep goin' nigga, despitе

Look at my Rollie then look at my chain

Them bitches is bitin' nigga, just like Five Nights

Told him "shut the fuck up nigga, you can't fight"

Bitch, I got the fuckin' beam with the red light

Stop, go!

Nigga, I don't need no red light

With ya' ho, yeah, she fuckin' all night

I gotta go!

Get the opps ay, they ran

Gotta keep the sticks like we in Japan

Gotta keep the fuckin' thirty with dicks on them nigga

We shoot at you nigga, you're dead man

[?] sippin' that double cup

Tell that lil' baby girl come huddle up