coolin - Intellectual

[Intro]

Yuh, yuh, yuh

Uh, uh, Kick back , n-nigga im coolin

Count up a big stack kno we get to it

Twin gotta chill , f-fuck is he doin

Nigga talk down on me , know he gon' lose it

Name on that list , they let the crew in

Damn I jus dropped the blunt shi got me fumin

Where the fuck is my bitch at? Fuck is she doin?

W-w-where the fuck is my bitch at , fuck is she doin

And that lil nigga big mad , got my whole crew lit

I was up gettin' shots while u niggas was snoozin'

O-on god I was up with lil' Ty

On god bih' I'm really the five

On god bih my money stand over my height

Soss can't hold the cup cuz he spilled a whole pint, Fuck

D-dunk on ya mans off the vert

I was down bad made it work

B-bands in the air make her twеrk

Off of the perc, twin he goin bеrzerk

T-two hunnid just onna shirt

Keepin' it cool in a cut know I lurk

When I flex they all think I'm jerk

Dunk, up on ya mans fuck a J

Fuck, up in a Benz' switchin' lanes

Dump, twin he just sent me a play

Slump, I be too fried in a daze

Yuh check hit we okay

I'm with my twin J gettin' big checks all my niggas, we gon' be okay'

Y-yuh

Niggas turn nun 2 sum

Left in the dust like my nigga u comin?

N-nigga wan guap but I know that he bluffin'

It's bigger than me do this shit for my cousin

Sh-shoutout my twin, nigga a bucket

I say the word to Soss know he gon' up it

I count up g-g-guap, guap nigga like trumpin'