Tool - Intellectual

[Intro: CyHi The Prynce]

Hello, this is an Ivy League announcement

We do not condone violence, but we do encourage self-defense

CyHi, like I don't mean no harm by this

I don't wanna promote the wrong things, but

CyHi

[Verse 1: CyHi The Prynce]

I'm paranoid, but I ain't scared, it all started off Bankhead

Got jumped by six niggas, thank God I ain't dead

Went to school with a black eye, I'm like, "fuck it I'm that guy"

Plus I'm that fly but can't act like some people didn't laugh when I pass by

So I went and bought me a deuce deuce, a little rusty but it do shoot

Never was the one to tote a gun, but everybody in my crew do

Cause we probably ran the train on a nigga's main girl like choo-choo

Why you mad at me, dog, cause your girl nasty like couscous?

I stay strapped like the task force, and I bought it for the jack boys

Cause I run with niggas who make bank off the glass

And I ain't talking about a backboard

Just went and got me a five seven, nigga I'm bout to spend bout a rack for it

So if a nigga try to harm me, no need to ask

[Chorus: CyHi The Prynce]

I pull my tool on a hater (tool on a hater)

I pull this tool on a hater (tool on a hater)

Tote ya toast from to L.A. to Chicago, New Orleans

And if a hater runs up on your car door, let it ring

[Verse 2: Trouble]

You see the motherfuckin' tool here?

Make a nigga forget about it, no rules here

Initiated for hatin' the conversation I was having with a woman

Round the Temptation and he were David Ruffin, slick hunt

The DT on my face, and then he thought about the bussin

Not the video but how I really get down in the public

No mercy, it's nothin', no bluffin'

You got a decision, I suggest you lose life over something

Click clack, blaow, another man down

Not promoting the violence, but its too many niggas wilding

In the city where it's shitty, and I pity you fools

That's the reason older people out here carrying tools

Younger brothers like walkin' around just thinking it's cool

With no education, they ain't even thinking of school

With no money in they pocket or they wallet, ima scratch that

Don't even got the fund to run and go and cop that

But everybody wanna sag pants, hang on the corner

Smokin' marijuana claiming they gangsta

I'll show ya gangsta when I pull out a banger

Just for you haters, saying "Trouble a singer"

I, I , I'll put you on a respirator, I put this tool on you haters

[Chorus: CyHi The Prynce]

I pull my tool on a hater (tool on a hater)

I pull this tool on a hater (tool on a hater)

Tote ya toast from to L.A. to Chicago, New Orleans

And if a hater runs up on your car door, let it ring

[Verse 3: Pill]

See what happened was, is I was trapping cuz

Before I really gave a fuck what rapping was

The nicks and the dimes I would bag 'em up

On the block where I had to have a gat to bust

Hey what's that sound in the back of us

The blackest truck is backin' up, I'm mad as fuck

It might just be these hoes

In a minute i won't need these clothes (naw)

Need to talk to J's who need these stones

Listen Brit Brit you and Keke gone (okay then)

It's a motherfuckin yay trap

And if you on the slick shit bitch you stay strapped

ASAP take that, like Puff, some niggas pulled up like bruh what's up

And opened up both doors

And I don't really know 'em so you know where I'm going I got my hand on the motherfuckin' .44

They like "what's up?" I'm like "not shit"

This chrome thing full of hot shit

He reached for his and I let it fly

And it's a guarantee somebody got hit (okay then)

And the moral of the story not to fuck with the kid

While I'm servin' like a waiter

Cause I never hesitate to

Up shirt, put this tool on a motherfuckin hater

[Chorus: CyHi The Prynce]

I pull my tool on a hater (tool on a hater)

I pull this tool on a hater (tool on a hater)

Tote ya toast from to L.A. to Chicago, New Orleans

And if a hater runs up on your car door, let it ring