Is She Gon Pop - Intellectual

[Intro]

Yeah

[Verse 1]

Art of seduction, hoes jump like Vince Carter

Backstage like they a part of production

We talked about her dreams, you gotta start off with somethin'

Her momma went to college, but yet her father was hustlin', uh

Found it funny 'cause now they daughter is stuck in

A similar predicament, I'm askin' where her nigga went

She said "Your guess is good as mine

Dropped outta school, now he run the streets, like, all the time

Left me alone with this baby, I don't hear from the nigga

And to keep it hundred with you, I don't care for the nigga"

Well, movin' on

"Funny 'cause I only know a couple of your songs, but I love when they come on"

Word

[Chorus]

I'll take it, baby I'll take it

And why I'm starin' at you? 'Cause I'm picturin' you naked

Know what's on your mind, embrace it, do not fake it

Tonight is what you make it, take it, do not waste it, uh

Take a shot, you not wasted

[mumbling]

I'm in a small-ass town with a superstar chick

This is superstar dick, girl, how could you not taste it?

[Verse 2]

Huh, that's a little ego—

Tistic, my amigos be hockin' in Toledo

Niggas winnin' off me, it's all G 'cause he know

Bitches can't get the Michael so they settlin' for Tito

We know, yeah, nigga, we know

Hot bitch fell in my lap like cappuccino

Niggas so thirsty, it irks me

You keep on puttin' bitches over money but that ain't my cup of tea though

Nah nigga, the game is to get

A bunch of paper just to change your fuckin' neighbors and shit

I swear if niggas put half of what they put in chasin' ass

Into a craft, by now, you'd be famous and rich, huh

But I get it, you rather lay with a bitch

While you play with her pussy, and let her play with your dick, huh

She thinking she got a first round pick, huh

She thinkin' 'bout all the things she can get, huh

She thinkin' you got a Range for a whip

And a fly-ass crib, oh, but it's not that simple 'cause

All you got is a phone full of bitches, huh

And they just like her

Meanwhile, I'm stackin' paper up, my word

Had more hoes comin' than a bus driver

Got a full grown woman wanna fuck, my word

Wanna ride my nouns, let her suck my verbs, ayy