took da chance - Intellectual

[Chorus]

Bitch I'm in the field

Where the Oxycontin?

I can't trust hoes 'cause they plottin'

Pass the work like John Stockton

Kick yo' door in, we ain't knockin'

We ran down on 'em, why he talkin'?

I'm Mr. Hop Out, bitch, I’m parkin' (Mr. Hop Out)

Yeah, slide in wit' the fifty

Glock on me, not no Smithy'

Bitch, this tool could come to yo' city

White man got Perc's, nigga, shit nitty'

You know I got the Perc's, man

I ain't last, bitch, I'm first, man

Swear I had this shit worse, man

I'm paranoid like I'm cursed, man

I'm paranoid

Coulda' been somebody like Brandon Roy

Aye, just like a baby shower, we pop out the blue, like “It's a boy!”

Aye, stop hittin' my phone on some bullshit 'cause that shit annoyin'

Aye, he think I'm a lick but I'm out here, bitch, I ain't goin'…(Yeah)

What? real nigga, I be on my shit

Talk down, let the draco spit

Crisp fade, This shit match my fit

Stop purpin', that is not yo' blick

Stop cappin', you is not no crip

I took da chance a acid trap

I get cheese like Nacho Chip

Feel like Osama, drac' make 'em dip

Bitch, I'm in the field