‎can’t fold pt.3 - Intellectual

[Intro]

It's DJ Gren8de, pussy

(This a Moncler coat, yeah)

Gettin' him gone, choppa on me gon' get him gone

Ob1

Smokin' loud, that's my cologne

Shoot it, I be gettin' low

I went up and you went low

And I told you I was finna blow

And I bet you wish you took that bag

I already know where I'm finna go

Okay, yeah

She wanna tote my pole, yeah

We let them bitches go, yeah

Me and Rino in a four, yeah

She say I'm too cold, yeah

Four bands in the coat, yeah

This a Moncler coat, yeah

Yeah we know he finna fold, yeah

Baby I can't fold, yeah

And you know how it go, yeah

I told her leave it wore down

I'm finna bring 'em more hell

Go off on a bitch like "oh well"

I know they hatin' Jace

And they hear my dog that's singin' Jace

They just want me out the way

They just wanna rap they lives like "blah blah blah"

Laugh in the bank like "ha ha ha"

I got my Glock in case he try to rob

G19 gonna do that job

(No, no, no, no, no, no, Jace)