okay - Intellectual

[Intro]

(Okay, okay, okay, okay)

[Chorus]

New bitch, she hop in, I'm switching the lanes

New Rick, I cop it, you still rockin' Bape

This shit I'm rocking, I can't even name

This stick on hip if you think it's a game

Oh shit, new bands and I just hit the play

No pain, he don't wanna buck up, he lame

I shoot it from deep, I don't score in the paint

Told that boy to show me a band, nigga went blank, okay

Know I'm jolly I walk in the bank, okay

Why this bitch want to tell me to stay, okay

.45 on my hip, ain't no fake, okay

Why this bitch tryna link it with me, it's too late

I boast, I brag all these racks in yo' face

Why these niggas want to talk about me? 'Cause they fake

I can't fuck up my chest, ain't no grabb' in this J

And you know I eat good, where the fuck is my plate?

[Bridge]

(Yeah-yeah)

Okay (Yeah-yeah)

Yeah, okay, uh (Yeah-yeah)

Yuh, okay, uh (Yeah-yeah)

[Verse]

When I hop in that beamer, I'm floorin'

200 plus and I'm goin'

This bitch keep on applying pressure, I'm goin'

But she too fanned out, why the fuck she recordin'?

Bitch I'm with the five, nigga, we tourin'

Spent my day countin' pape, man this shit gettin' borin'

19-1942 I'm pourin'

Pour that Don in' my cup, and this shit got me throwin' up

They want to come on this side when they see that I'm goin' up

I said, "Fuck all these niggas, they can't be on court with us"

Yeah, ball out baby PG1, nigga that's me I really been that one

But I can't leave the team, it really just been us

Whole team eatin' good, these pockets really stuffed