hellen keller - Intellectual

[Intro: Cody Luv]

Wow, you want a check

He wants a check

Everybody here wants a check

It's all because you said your executive at your label needs a minimum amount of artists on every month

That sounds like you're a little bit down bad to me

[Chorus: Cody Luv]

Give a fuck about a single label

Tryna fuck up a check and I did it myself, bitch

Don't give a fuck about my damn health, bitch

Give a fuck about a goddamn shelf, bitch

I'm on the scene and I do it forever

Give a fuck about a trendsetter

Cody and Chris, man, we doing it better

[Verse 1: Cody Luv]

Who the fuck you think I am, Helеn Keller?

You think I can't evеn read my contracts?

Look at that [?] it's so damn compact

[?] and we smoking exotic pack

Oh shit, you was talking 'bout a bag?

Give a fuck about a goddamn bag

Oh, you saying that you really want a bag?

Give a fuck about a goddamn bag

ABG, they was talking 'bout a bag

Three hundred, they was talking 'bout a bag

My dad was talking' bout a bag

Always talking 'bout a bag that you ain't never had

My mama just told me go make one

My dad, he told me create one

I seen all my brothers, they fucking up

Chasing the bag [?] go and go take one

[Verse 2: Chris Vayle]

Big bag, watch how the [?] take up

Mismatch shoes and they never gon' lace up

Counting up slow, it ain't shit to the layer

Good [?] ain't no fucking [?]

Me solo, dolo, so how could I switch up?

Play with the sticks and yo ass could get glicked up

Baby girl, I just want the head, ain't no kicking

Running all day so my feet gon' get kicked up

Me and Cody, yeah, you niggas like targets

Smoke out the window and carbon, I'm carpet

Said she love me, tell that bitch disregard it

Got the [?] up like I'm straight from New Orleans

Old boy, he broke, need a better choice

Yo choppa mute, need a better voice

Texting 'em dry but I still make 'em moist

Said he want smoke but now he a joint, yuh