I’m Ready - Intellectual

[Verse 1: Flow]

Nigga I'm sick, give me my prescriptions

I do so many drugs I should be on intervention

Yeah I'm the sickest, bitch I'm getting sick of you

Excuse my condition, give me head like conditioner

Break a nigga off, let the doctor go fix 'em up

Syrup on the blunt, bet Shotty gon' twist 'em up

Bullets leave 'em stuck, he lookin' like a statue

Talkin' like they tough, but a nigga know he fragile

Pistol on my side, it's like my little shadow

We walk up in this bitch deeper than the little rascals

You never sold shit, you just lie on ya records

I drop that dope in that water, show you how to compress it

If you lookin' for that H, I'm the one homie

So raw all you need is a one on it

Hurry up and buy, she got drank around the corner

And if I make it in time she gon' let me get the (?)

Styrofoam muddy, Fuck it I'm a druggy

I gotta slow down, cuz my baby mamas love me

So you could get the fuck bitch

All I wear is trukfit

I popped a combo, poured up, and a blunt lit

Yeah, I'm ready

My drank poured, and my weed rolled, and I got them zans