Call Me - Intellectual

[Intro]

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[Chorus]

I'm guaped up

Your nigga never wanted no problem

And if a nigga want it, I shot him

It's up in a zip, like, goddamn, goddamn

Like culos, baby, we can go to Mars, like Bruno

Strong-ass AR like judo

Two phones, two phones, I got two phones

But, baby, don't touch my jewels, though

That Number (N)ine, I'm so cool

Okay, freak-ass hoes, I'm gon' do those, yeah

E-I-O, I shoot those (We gon' shoot 'em)

Yeah, we gon' shoot 'em but who knows?

[Verse]

She want a Moncler Polo (Polo)

It feel like I been doin' this shit dolo

I won't force it, baby, I'm so up (Yeah, baby, I'm so up)

Doing donuts in this stolo

And we duckin' feds now

And these pussy niggas try my life, they keep they head down

And all these smoochie hoes, they hit the bop, they hit the head bounce

I'm in UK with the roadmen

Beatin' on the backbone and you such an asshole

Big-big guns, but this shit is not a act though

In the trap house, call it bando (Call it bando)

And she over here eatin' dick, she got a man though

I don't give a fuck, just put your hands up

I'm the man who stands up

Jump in the box, yeah, I got different plans, oh

He want smoke, we gon' give his ass cancer

I be with the apes, boy, you the Black Panther

Everybody want a damn tape, but I never-ever answer

Sippin' sexy red, Sexyy Red got me dancin'

Bitches in my bed, in my bed, take they pants off

Never get the case 'cause the case bullets, catch those

Tie his family up and hold them pussy niggas ransom

Yeah, with the apes, with the apes, we bananas

She gon' put it on the cam, on the cam like Benzino

Murder shit, gang callin' me three coin (Three coins)

It's just me and you, and Casamigo (Yeah)

I'ma swag on, nigga shoulda called me Lee, ho (Yeah, yeah)

All these trash-ass prods sendin' beats should keep those (Please, ho)

I don't need your beats 'cause I could beat those (Yeah, yeah)

On some ape shit, like we hangin' off a tree, ho (Yeah, yeah)

Bitch done ate shit, 'cause he talkin' down on me, ho (Yeah, yeah)

I'm with Nate, bitch, I'm official like I'm three O's (Yeah, yeah)

Oh, yeah, she eat dick, new designer, ASICS

Bring her to the basics, I like cars and fast money

Baby girl, I'ma catch it if you throw that ass on me

Keep rushin' that cash, 'cause it's the one time and the only (One time and the only)

I don't feel like Tecca, and niggas know I got it on me

One hundred and one sticks on me, like I'm Zoey

One hundred and one bitches on me, and they blowin'

One hundred and one hits on me, and they know it (Woo)

One hundred and one bullets on me, I might blow it (Okay)

One hundred and one for this fit, I might show it (Ah-ah-ah)

One hundred and one dirty clips, I might show it (Yeah)

One hundred and one of these demons that sit up on my shoulder

Nigga be on my demons, we just like Zack and Cody

Hope I never run out of codeine, my cup like the ocean (My cup like the ocean)

Oh yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah