Proof - Intellectual

[Intro]

(Bricks, this shit finna kill these niggas)

(Go Grizz)

Bad bitch want—

Bad bitch want fuck 'round with me, don't back down

(Twysted Genius, baby)

Bad bitch want fuck 'round with me, don't back down

In a bando so I can't go to sleep 'til the pack done

And he can't even handle, I'ma key, oh, he a dud

I'ma fly out from Cali to go Vancouver

I'm on my shit and I'm fuckin' it up

And I know that they fuckin' with us

Thinkin' I got it, like three in my cup

If it's red, I'm pourin' up

Man, he stay put, he ain't been trying

Her ass fat, don't give a fuck, yeah

Hottest in Canada, and I got proof to back it up, yeah

He gon' fake the funk, wonder why he ran outta luck?

I ran through hella bands, don't care 'bout me, don't worry 'bout none, yeah

A lotta boarding passes, I've been flying coast to coast

This shit coming natural, I don't need to do the most

Loyal lil' baby, she with a nigga who so broke

You want smoke with me? I got million dollar goals

Ayy, quarter box, half a box, got a plug his name is Jose

You want a Patek Philippe? You'd go broke if you buy a Rollie

And my drip ain't cheap, the shit I cop, it in the thousands

I be up on a beat or somewhere on a mountain

Been fuckin' that bitch all week, I think I got a problem

Push start got no key, I don't even got a license

Yeah, bad bitch want fuck 'round with me, don't back down