I8 - Intellectual

[Intro]

(Is this a Rover beat?)

[Chorus]

New car and it came in performance

This bitch think she important

Put her in shit she never afforded

I think I could've avoided that

Hop in the stu’ and tell Jay it's a warmup

My fans, they trying to warn us

I had to get out and get that shit for us

I can let the clip hang like a ornament

Just got like eight, now I'm pouring it

She want me, ayy, say i8

Move out the way, new i8

She wan’ give me brain, see how I taste

Let's double back on them niggas who be tryna stay out the way

Spray up the block, bitch, get out the way

Put down the top, we in LA

[Verse]

Straight 8, Charger, vroom, vroom

Money counter— (Frrt, beep)

Give it two minutes, she gon' let me beat

Soon as we catch him, that boy deceased

Snatch him by his dreads and see what he think

Put my bitch in Chanel, I don't fuck with the PINK

I went Plain Jane on the Rollie, it's wet like a sink

I went Plain Jane on the Rollie, it shine like a rink

They wanna know what it feels to be at the top

Fat Backwoods, this smoke, why not

I heard say he want smoke, then slide, why not

I heard he said he want smoke, then pop right out

We get the drop and slide right out

I got a four, I got my .9 out

How is he not getting money by now?

Hop in a SRT and ride out