U Already Know - Intellectual

[Hook: B.o.B]

Pass that blunt, pass that drough

Roll it up and homie you already know

I think, I think I’m high

Pass that Jag, with that coke

Drink it up and homie you already know

I don’t think I can’t drive

[Verse 1: B.o.B]

Yeah I’m in that back seat smokin’

And hell no, I can’t see, I ain’t focus

And I’m all in my vibe, don’t fuck up my zone

I don’t think I can drive and I wanna go home

You’ll be lookin’ at a player, baby girl come here

The time when they close all the doors gettin’ near

Focus over there cause the drough’s over here

You know how we gon’ be do it, [?]

So much goes, so you know we don’t care

So fuck it if the broke nigga throw it in the air

These hoes gettin’ gone on [?] everywhere

I ain’t gotta dip, she’ll give me [?]

Yeah, you know that’s all gangsta

MGs and crankin’ them bangers

Young Cash, break up [?]

I finna get a [?], homie I be right back

[Hook: B.o.B]

Pass that blunt, pass that drough

Roll it up and homie you already know

I think, I think I’m high

Pass that Jag, with that coke

Drink it up and homie you already know

I don’t think I can’t drive

[Verse 2: Young Cash]

Purple kush, I love that taste

Hold up dawg, can’t feel my face

Y’all be talkin’ real slow like [?]

For an hour, I been stuck right here in the same place

I’m so gone, high off that drough

So high, I can grab God by the toe

But thank God that I get for the low

I’m addicted to the good, you [?]

Give me a bottle and a motherfuckin’ cup, dawg

Hennessey straight, our pants fucked up dawg

Another shot of Patron, then it’s on

Somebody gotta finna get it at my home

I’m fucked up, fuck [?]

Tight, like the rubber wrapped around my [?]

We party all night, fuck going home

And if you ain’t fuck nothin’, better fuck with [?]

[Hook: B.o.B]

Pass that blunt, pass that drough

Roll it up and homie you already know

I think, I think I’m high

Pass that Jag, with that coke

Drink it up and homie you already know

I don’t think I can’t drive

[Bridge: B.o.B]

My folk wanna roll some drough

But oh no, I don’t wanna smoke no more because

I think, I think I’m high

She wanna go home with me

But oh no, I don’t think I’m gonna leave because

I don’t think I can’t drive

[Hook: B.o.B]

Pass that blunt, pass that drough

Roll it up and homie you already know

I think, I think I’m high

Pass that Jag, with that coke

Drink it up and homie you already know

I don’t think I can’t drive

Pass that blunt, pass that drough

Roll it up and homie you already know

I think, I think I’m high

Pass that Jag, with that coke

Drink it up and homie you already know

I don’t think I can’t drive