THC - Intellectual

[Hook]

No, this ain't lean, lil' nigga, this is THC

You better boss up if you trying to get like me

I'm tired of niggas tryna say y'all wanna be me

I swear I tell y'all all the time y'all don't know me

I got designer and it's all on my body

I'm a flexer, baby, that's just my hobby

I wake up in the morning and I roll some weed

I'm smoking hater pack, get away from me

I'm in a bad-ass mood, having mood swings

I pour the syrup in my cup, it turn my cup pink

I got my friends by my side, boy, you got nothing

Okay, sometimes I be crying, that don't mean nothing

Remember when I was so young, I felt invisible

I guess I must've reappeared bеcause now they hitting me up

All my lifе I been made fun of, now I don't give a fuck

Now I'm the one that's on top while these niggas be lame as fuck

They see me flying state to state, they be like, "How you do that?"

If you stop the hating and get your bread up, nigga, you can be doing all that

Talking shit all on the web, you need to take a step back

You need to change your attitude, you need to worry about that