Okay - Intellectual

[Intro]

(Damn, Trgc made that?)

Peeling the top, the top, the top

My lil' bitch be in her ways, I ain't got no time today

I put Tom Ford on my face, I just copped me a new Porsche

I done fucked this bitch, okay, it's C4Y, okay

Lil' bitch, I done popped my swag, I done smoked more dope to the brain

And I still want Elliante, ain't a demon but I'm saved

I done made this bitch my slave, in the 'Cat, rack, rack, oh yeah

In the jet [?] like rain, I been making this art off pain

Okay, yeah, okay, woah

Who the fuck you looking for? Why you at my door? Huh

I don't sell no loads, I don't sell no loads, ha

I just, uh-uh, woah, I just, uh-uh, woah

I say pussy, don't be slow, I don't fuck with coke

I popped out with my pole, I popped out with my pole

I came out to your show, I came out to your show, ayy

It really had sucked, ha, you already know that

I'm on my way back home, I'm on my way back home, yeah

I don't wanna get invited to your shit no more, wait

I just wanna get higher 'til I can't no more, yeah

I just wanna get flyer 'til I can't no more

I just pulled up in that spider, free him out that ho

I get off these drugs and get so trippy, woah

I'm a bad, bad man if you piss me off

Yee, yee, yee, yee, yee