Headlight - Intellectual

[Intro]

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah

My twin snatch niggas' chains like Deebo

She say I'm the one like D-Rose

Always keep my gun like Rambo

I'ma count this pape' until my hands broke (Yeah)

Every time I fuckin' fell down, I ain't have no one to fuckin' land on

You done had your time, now just put your pants on

If you runnin' it up, nigga, put your mans on

Yeah, I throw back Perks just to take the edge off

And I ain't tryna pop no molly, hell no

You let me down, you know that ain't right

Always lyin', lil' bitch, you dead wrong

Cried myself to sleep in the bed like every night

I found out my nigga Smak gone

When we spin, cut off thе headlights

They won't hear shit but thеse guns sound

Yeah, yeah

Please don't make me mad, your ass get hunted down

In just ninety days, I checked the bank

I done spent a hundred thousand buyin' drank

Yeah, I bought lil' brother a whip so he could ride around

FN on my hip, I'ma blow this bitch, them niggas won't take me out

She just wasn't tryna fuck, but now I'm up, she tryna take me down

I been puttin' this money up for rainy days, but it's like the sun keep shinin'

You would be able to tell if you stand up next to me with them fake-ass diamonds

Just me and her gettin' high, we on a high