Thicc - Intellectual

There I go breaking them rules again, they're mother fuckin guidelines. Hardlines

There I go breaking them rules again, they're mother fuckin guidelines, guidelines I never listen

Watch that idiot, watch that idiot go

Have a smoke, take a drink, pick a outfit

Dress for the bar that be peppered with them hot chicks

Lana Tailor in my hand, I crank that shit then hallucinate like I hit it

Since '85, holding a body on trial, judging it all, lawyer up on my ego

Now, find the body hole throw it in either or

Holding the door for you, know that I'm a fein though

There I go Breaking them rules again, they're motherfuckin guidelines. Hardlines

There I go breaking them rules again, they're motherfuckin guideline, Guidelines

I never listen

Watch that idiot, yo I need them guidelines

Head up my ass, I don't know, never thinking

I never listen. Little white lies, disguised eyes

You, me at war, and let me say, I'ma find my way I take back

All these scams in back seats I mean everything

I never listen I'm wired up different

I got a milli-excuses

There I go, breaking them rules again, they're motherfucken guidelines, hardlines

There I go breaking them rules again, they're motherfucken guidelines, guidelines

Watch that idiot, watch that idiot go

There I go again hittin' that nonsense bout to get drunk in the bush with her

How do domes work? Often, I'm off them raw doggin' couldn't care less about it

Cause when I do I get these thoughts in my fucken mind that she investin