Stretch Him - Intellectual

[Intro]

I'd never turn my back, but she might

Sit back and stack my racks, you don't know what it be like

These boys pussy, they cap, huh, they feline

I can't stop going up, huh, they on the decline (Uh)

My foot on they neck, uh, Ike walked in with the tec' on him

Talk shit, you get stretched, you out yo' brain, you think I'm wrestlin'

Goddamn, I love my Benjamin's

Goddamn, I love that medicine

Walk right in with the, uh

We light it up like Thomas Edison (Yeah)

Walk right through his house, he look like he just seen the exorcist

They hit man, then who's next to him

This bitch want the best for me

They used to turn they backs to me

Now everybody want my recipe (Damn)

She wanted me for the money, but me and my new ho wanted the better things

He wanna beef with the brothers, we up at his motherfuckin' throat, thought we was wrestling

G43 hold .22 shots, know he like Jimmy Butler

He throw heat on me and the gang, hell nah, that lil' boy fucked up (No)

I throw hunnid's all night and day, I spend it like it's nothin' (Bitch, haha)

Get big bags, you get fanny packs

Blowin' up just to be with my granny again

I feel sorry for all of yo' family and friends

I was down, but I'm startin' to manage this shit

Stackin' high, boy, you couldn't imagine this shit

I'd never turn my back, but she might

Sit back and stack my racks, you don't know what it be like

These boys pussy, they cap, huh, they feline

I can't stop going up, huh, they on the decline (Uh)

My foot on they neck, uh, Ike walked in with the tec' on him

Talk shit, you get stretched, you out yo' brain, you think I'm wrestlin'

I'd never turn my back, but she might

Sit back and stack my racks, you don't know what it be like

These boys pussy, they cap, huh, they feline

I—I can't stop going up, huh, they on the decline (Uh)

My foot on they neck, uh, Ike walked in with the tec' on him

Talk shit, you get stretched, you out yo' brain, you think I'm wrestlin'