Throw It Back - Intellectual

[Intro]

(Boop, boop, boop, boop)

(Rr-rr)

You know what I'm on, man

I’m on some hoes, fuckin' these hoes, you know?

This ho sick, my hoes look Indica, and they down to fuck right now

This lil' ho got nothin’ to lose, so she throw it back right now

Shawty, she don't got no boobs, but she throw it back right now

Yeah, throw it back on me, told her, "Twerk" (Told her, "Twerk")

I'ma close my eyes and let my ho put in the work (Oh, work)

She know I got connections, ho like, "Can you put in worse?"

And every time I speak, they takin' notes, they tryna learn (They tryna learn)

But I am not a partner, lil' bitch, I can't teach ya

I'm in high school right now, get head on the bleachers (Woo-woo)

I'm a one-man band, I don’t do no features

She like, "Can I get a ring?" Let me handle your feet first (What?)

She want red bottoms, Louboutin

You want a purse? Louboutin

You want a bag? New Goyard

I’m in my bag like Mozart, but I don't play the keys

When I fuck her, that bitch moanin’, sing Alicia Keys

I don't play about my money, don't play 'bout my weed (Don’t play 'bout my weed)

This ho, she ain't for nothin', play that like a weak

Yeah, got a ho and she in France, told that ho "a week" (She in France)

Yeah, got a ho and she in France, told that ho, "Bonjour" (Yeah-yeah-yeah)

Can we fuck on tour? Bitch, ride me like a horse (Ooh)

I'm in her face like I'm some contour

She suicidal like my doors

In my cup I'm pourin' fours

Feel so great, Fantastic Four

In my car, I got some whores