FIRST ROUND - Intellectual

[Intro]

Huh, first up (First), first round (First)

Nigga (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), huh (Hot, hot)

First of the month, go wake up and get it (First)

Is you ridin' or what? Only down when you spend it

You grindin' for us and you just countin' on me (Is you?)

Third strike, baby, but I put in O.T. (Yeah, yeah)

I got the game from my motherfuckin' OG

Pretty-ass nigga, but boy, ain't no ho' in me

I got some money and bitches got clothes

And wishes, I got to go get it, we overseas

Diamonds got my status, four-by-four, wide body, big Wagon

Leather so soft, she want Louis Vuitton baggage

Seven days a week, get it in, no addy

G5 jet go beep, beep, caddy (Fire)

G6 sky, yeah, we droppin' the addy (Six)

I hit on my side and the bro's, they gon' ride

I ain't tellin' no lies, I'ma keep it true (True)

Shorty and her friend, I hit her too (No cap though)

Straight out the park, like Ken Griffin (Gone)

Ready, spaghetti, ain't nothin' tricky

They want a real boss so a nigga that's trickin'

If you ain't got it, then somethin' not clickin'

If you so 'bout it, then stand on your business? (Stand on that shit)

How you gon' grow if you ain't takin' no risks then? (How?)

I got some niggas that's stuck in that box still

These hands, he still makin' calls, he still want to win (Still)

Smarty on the phone, tryin' to bring them M's

Me, Camo!, Dc, gon' hold shit down ('Crete)

Diamonds shine forever, I'm straight out the ground ('Crete)

Know I'm straight out the 'Crete, nigga, huh