The Same - Intellectual

[Intro]

Uh, yeah (Hello? Hello?)

Y'all niggas all the fuckin' same, man (Nah, for real, man)

I don't trust these bitches (Man, fuck these bitches)

I'm chasin' this money (Nah, for real)

[Chorus]

This bitch used to call my phone every day

Now it feel like somethin' ain't right

I still say "Free Tall" every day

When Tall come home, I'ma get bruh right

Still ridin' in strikes and we runnin' red lights

Still ridin' in blows with no damn license

This bitch fuckin' the whole hood

Get 'round me and she thinkin' I'm wifin'

I ain't trustin' these bitches, they all be the same

Don't move off of Motion, that's the real free game

I got a free pistol, go through any lane

I head tap shit, I ain't like Tory Lanez

When I get all the Percs, I act like a stranger

When I throw back a Xan, you gon' see all angles

Ma told me to stay out the streets, it's dangerous

She don't even know it's her son causin' the ruckus

[Verse]

I come plane Carti', the Rollie that's busted

They can come two cars, three cars, we bustin'

They can bring out the bird, I don't care, I'ma duck it

Nigga, DC, PG, VA, fuck it

My bitch keep callin' to come back home, I'm thuggin', but she don't even give no fuck

Bruh just threw me off, I said get a car and he came in a semitruck

Blow time that switch and he ain't sayin' duck

I ain't fuckin' these shithead bitches, they ducks

Go chase you a dollar, stop chasin' that bus

I done ran up a forty in a lil' ass month

My bitch on my line and she think somethin' up

Still thinkin' I'm cheatin', I'm runnin' somethin' up

Still thinkin' I'm cheatin', man, I'm runnin' up cash

We ducked 12 sight, they was just on our ass