Down - Intellectual

[Intro: Ris K]

Baby is you down

(Friend)

Forreal

I mean crazy cause it’s bout

Time

To keep it trill

I mean lately

I been down bad

Up in my feels

But I’m never goin out

Sad

So what’s the deal

[Chorus]

Is you ready

Baby are you down 6x

[Chorus 2]

I been feelin

Stressed

Can’t guess what’s next

Maybe thinkin bout an ex who I should go and text

But fuck it

Are you down 6x

Shawty is you down 6x

[Verse 1]

The mood is here

The windows tinted

Bass up in my ear

Mission clear and lifted

I ain’t feelin any fear

No more cause I am drifting

Bliss in all of ya parts I swear on god you gifted

Pleasure in yo thoughts

Lemme drop all my fences

Fuck I’m gettin caught up

Yo top is relentless

I sent her to Mars

Now I’m grabbing that vintage

A 2 car garage what I got in my vision

I ain’t worried bout no problems

Cause I can go in solve it

Got me swerving on the low

Got da meddy in my goblet

Know them words is in a bottle wit a cap

Don’t need to get it back

I been messing through the facts

Opinions leave me lackin

I been trecking through the desserts

Got me wishin like Aladdin

But the darkness feelin better wit a lamp on in the attic

I feel static

Static shock

It’s automatic

When we fuck

I’m out of luck

A faded memory of you is where I’m stuck

And I

I need to know

Tell me what I’m waiting for

Just something to hold on

Unless I’m being baited like a jester at a throne

Ain’t wasting time

No backups if I pack up and go home

[Chorus 1]

Is you ready

Baby are you down 6x

[Chorus 2]

I been feelin

Stressed

Can’t guess what’s next

Maybe thinkin bout an ex who I should go and text

But fuck it

Are you down 6x

Shawty is you down 6x

[Verse 2]

Found

That I can’t be standing round

Tryna drown in the waves that you drip in big amounts

Are you down in a way

Are you playing me for dumb I ain’t a clown

Are you down for me baby

Nah

I ain’t tryna mess around

Yeh

Ain’t tryna kiss and tell

(Pause)

But you really gonna miss me well

Taking a flight state to state like mail

Smokin on leaf to escape this hell

Sit on the beach wit lil ma out in figi

The grass here go green like Luigi

Eyes hella low that she can’t even see me

I’m stuck here so fuck all the breathing

(I’m sleeping)

Down

I know you creeping now

Girl you is incredible

Can tell I’m peeping how

Yo body moves so flexible

So sexual for hours

Power inna stroke

Gon leave you wetter than the shower