Do or Die - Intellectual

[Intro]

Yeah, yeah

Yeah

Oh, yeah, yeah

I'm with some-

Oh, yeah, yeah

[Chorus]

Yes, I cook up just like Hibachi

And I got this Asian bitch, she got a body

I'm smokin' on gelato, gelati

In the nighttime, she Buffy the Body

Lil' bitch, I'm hot, hot, Taki

My lil' pinky finger is iced out like hockey

I ran laps 'round these niggas, can't clap me, can't stop me

I got so many hoes in so many lobbies

I got cheese, lil' baby, like pasta

I got blue racks like Bentley, this shit is so awesome

They can't rain on my umbrella, I'll go harder

Hit that hoе for the fifth time like Thе Carter

Then I hit for the sixth time, this The Barter

Help my man hit a lick then I'll hit your daughter

I'll do a suicide mission for dollars

They said it was do or die then we started

[Verse]

But look, here go the problem

Yeah I know these niggas, they don't got no dollars

Lil' bitch, I been balling just like Iguodala

When she suck me in public, can't clean up, she swallowed

Yeah, damn, I just spent a whole ten

And these new Percs cut, baby, please don't OD

I might hit her once, ghost her 'fore she go sleep

You could fold your bankroll but can't fold me (I'm in this bitch with Clayco)

Yeah, kick shit like karate

Yeah, I'm riding, rolling off a Roxy

Bitch, Quavo, Versace, Versace

I'm out in Zone 6, I'm smoking Holly

Eastside bitch want me to take her shopping

Real real lit, nigga, paparazzi

Yeah, bitch, we lit but the fires at the party

Yeah, bitch, we lit, if you try us, we popping