2 Cold - Intellectual

[Intro:]

Bitch, bitch (bitch)

Yung Che, yung che

Yeah I feel her

She wanna fuck with me 'cause I'm that nigga

She love that I'm rich

Just look at my bank account, 10 figures

I had to run to the bank like an athlete

Hard work just made me richer

Now all these bitches wanna @ me

And I'm like woah

I think a nigga got too many hoes

I gotta get rid of some

Imma just give some to my bro

I'm too cold

I said I'm too cold

She said she love cash, I said me too

She said she love drugs, I said me too

'Member I was broke, "I had a me too"

And hoes just see through

And these bitches see through

Fuck what you said

I do not fuck with these hoes, I just run to the cake

I do my own dash

Had to get that bread

I'm countin' em deadz

I'm in the backseat, she give me head

Fuck with me you gon' see lead

Your bitch see the drip that I'm rockin' she wet like a sled

Sellin' that dope (Uh, what)

Don't call the feds

'Member I was broke, now I got 5 bitches in my bed