Cuddle The B - Intellectual

[Intro]

Yeahhh

Rise it, letting it beat like 3lack

Look, uhh, niggas want trouble with me

Times in the trap when I was real-real low, I had to cuddle the B

Now in the booth tryna get real-real high, I’m tryna cuddle the beat

Ever since we said, “Too savage to go”, the hoes been cuddling me

Uhh, look, niggas want trouble with me

Times in the trap when I was real-real low, I had to cuddle the B

Now in the booth tryna get real-real high, I’m tryna cuddle the beat

Ever since we said, “Too savage to go”, the hoes been cuddling me

I had a rusty, I had a spin, I had it loaded filled to the brim

She don’t even know that she chilling with gunman

I’m telling her, “Ma, why you talk with vim?”

Why you live like that? 'Cause it’s exciting

I caught Huncho and I knifed him

The F boys fucking up my ting

She said for Chanel’s then she’ll line him

Boteyga, she just wants the nice things, I’m in the back of the car gliding

Tell me why when I send mine Cherry, I don’t see nuttin', them boy hiding

It’s more than real, man, I’m not lying

I miss Mojo, that boy flying

All these pounds that mans buying, these onions won’t leave a man crying

Niggas want trouble with me

Times in the trap when I was real-real low, I had to cuddle the B

Now in the booth tryna get real-real high, I’m tryna cuddle the beat

Ever since we said, “Too savage to go”, the hoes been cuddling me

Uhh, look, niggas want trouble with me

Times in the trap when I was real-real low, I had to cuddle the B

Now in the booth tryna get real-real high, I’m tryna cuddle the beat

Ever since we said, “Too savage to go”, the hoes been cuddling me

Look, I’ve had a rambo, I’ve had a zedz, I’ve had a deuce-deuce under my bed

I told her flow, she told me, “No” but she in the bedroom touching my dreads

Foreign Muli, I’m still fresh out the feds

My Double R lingo made her obsessed

Shawty knows I’m too savage to go

I told her, “Put my flicky in your breast”

Uhh, look, these niggas want trouble with us

I don’t even do no magic, I done some magic in Catford, the back of the bus

We had the whole ends clapping for us, shit, man, I’ve done some stuff

Ever since we said, “Too savage to go”, the hoes been cuddling us