Get Fly - Intellectual

[Chorus]

Yeah, shit, uh-huh

Wake up, get fly

Wake up, get high

'Fore I fuck this bitch, gotta check her mileage

'Fore I fuck this bitch, I'm off the molly

I'on know 'bout shit, I wet yo' boy up

I'm havin' K's, uh, wet yo' block up

At yo' city, [?] pop up

This ho seditty, she might get sauced up

You testin' the water with us, nigga, we got ya

We puttin' the sticks at the middle of the table, it look like a potluck

My ride, it's all red, look like sriracha

My bro ride ‘round with that thang, why would I fight you?

In this bitch, I'm tryna get fried, yeah, as a kite, yeah

I'm with this bitch, she done gave me top, I'm tryna get inside ya

Don uppin' the fye for us

These niggas can't fuck wit' us

She eat on my dick for lunch

Yeah, I'm fuckin' this bitch outta lust

My motherfuckin' whip, I'ma [dust ya?]

With the stick like a witch, I'ma curse you

Yeah, I felt so bad for this bitch

I swear, I ain't mean to hurt ya

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah