spice talking - Intellectual

[Verse 1: Heymylan]

Bitch, ayy

I can make anything that I fuckin' want

I don't really want you, bitch, can you please give me throat?

Tell this bitch, pull up to my house, she got a different throat

Make this bitch, take the fuckin' dick, she ride me like a boat

Spent two bands, on this one shit, this a different coat

Niggas broke as hell, with no pape, and they lackin' hope

Bitch said that she wanna fuck, she see the pape, she throwing cat

Spice talking on these fucking beats, nigga, it's more than rap

Niggas talking on the wave, it's not weed, bitch I'm smoking cat

I'm a sad ass nigga, I'm depressed, so bitch I'm smoking ga-

Got a whisky in my blunt, lil' nigga, yeah you know I'm fucking smacked

This a short ass beat, lil' nigga, nigga had to double back

I'm not rich up off this shit, but nigga, they still come and tax

Fuck it, I just throw the bag, throw the four and just throw couple racks

I make all these niggas mad, cause I'm not serious, I'm ass

Niggas don't know what I go through, serious as fuck, I'm mad

That's the first time I ain't move my lyrics to the fucking back

Grew up with this music shit, bitch, I ain't need no fucking dad