sons - Intellectual

[Intro]

Yeah, uh-uh-uh

Uh-uh-uh (yuh)

[Hook]

Your bitch want the racks so she gon get it (yeah)

I'm with the gang and we gon kick it (oh)

I'm on the block we gon wet it (woah)

And it's only me so don't forget it (huh)

I don't walk around with ones (ones)

Promise you my only one (yeah)

All these kids they my sons (sons)

I'm staying true to my guns (guns)

[Verse]

Like Kankan I got scammers from Canada

Fuck this lil hoe and I put it on camera

If you talking bout me than my bro gonna hand him up

And I beat up the track I don't run out of stamina

I cannot lose

You just old news

Balenci all on my shoes

Which girl I want I can't choose

I know you cap

Speak up I got my strap

She was all on my lap

I just made a hit yeah it's a wrap

To the top like a spider huh

Light him up like a lighter huh

My girl she a rider huh

Stripes on me no tiger huh

You the type to lie for a bag

I'm too deep yeah she gonna gag

No game we gon make him lag

Rockstar lifestyle not tryna brag

Uh-oh, I stay with my pole

I'm on a roll, I'm out my body I'm out of my soul

Making money my goal, I'm out of control

I been making so much cash lil bitch bankroll

[Break]