highschool - Intellectual

[Intro]

Y'all sayin' [?]

Hold on, pussy ass nigga

(Go, go)

[Chorus]

H-highschool went and fucked on my teacher

Niggas so broke, boy I could never just be ya'

Said I fell off, I'm like, "Fuck, let me T-up"

Smokin' your mans, I'm like, "Fuck, let me geek up"

She want the buffet, like bae I could feed ya'

Yeah, he want some smoke, let me re-up

Louis Vuitton's turn to my beaters

I'm not fuckin' with her you can keep her

[Verse 1]

I-I-I don't want this lil' ho, you can have it

I'm already locked in with a bad bitch

I remember the days, I ain't have shit

I said, "Fuck it," went got me some racks bitch

How the fuck you still broke? You can't stack shit

Niggas say I got nothin', let me fact check

Bitch I wake in the morning and got me a fat check

Buy my bitch a new bag, but she can't get her ass did

[Bridge 1]

John, John it's okay, bruh

It's all good John, it's all good, it's all good

Just say you can't do more than that, haha

Just say your sound just don't come more than that (Nigga, shut the fuck—)

[Verse 2]

Yeah, yeah, yeah, hold on, wait bitch, let me count my funds

H-h-h-hold on, wait bitch [?]

Hold on, wait bitch, you can't hold my blunt

H-h-h-hold on, wait bitch, no you not my one

Hold on, wait bitch, I ain't goin' PacSun

Hold on, wait bitch, I ain't tryna mack up

Crashin' the V, now the Scat gone bitch

Nigga want [?] he get packed up quick

2-tone stick, with a mag on it

Big 5 shit you can't match us, 6

Way I shoot too green, nigga watch that hit

Uh, huh

My brodie got bands, used to walk to the store

W-what is she talkin'? That'ss not your ho

Niggas be hatin', thats not your bro

[Bridge 2]

Wish, you could say something about my music, you wish

You pray, you pray to God that you could

But you just like, "Damn, I can't even do what he doing, I can't even be R&B, I can't even rap like that, I can't even really do shit"