Adlibs - Intellectual

[Hook]

I be up all night thinkin' how we gon' get it

Young boy ran off on the plug for them digits

Ran off on the plug twice and we split it

Yeah I'ma get us out the hood in a minute

Yeah all my niggas from the hood, they with it

I get high like the crime rates in my city

Yeah I need an I8, no Honda Civic

[Verse 1]

Ay, who he? I don't know who that is

Nigga pushing weight like I bully fat kids

Heard your mixtape, boy it was average

Niggas best songs ain't fuckin' with my adlibs

I just want to count money, smoke jattic

Heard the boy movin' funny, let him have it

Bad service, he could get static

Boy it only takes one call for the rachet

And that's only if a nigga don't have it

Pull up on your block right now, make action

Got this music shit poppin' and crackin'

Got my whole block sayin' nigga keep rappin'

Word to Block, I remember I ain't have shit

Now your thot sayin' I'm the main attraction

Now I'm hot, hoes tryna sneak back in

And the block hot but I sneak with a MAC-10

Block hot, they gon' creep if you lacking

I'm from the block, same block I was trapping

Fuck the cops, free Melo, he was stacking

Came from shoebox money in the mattress

I done made a couple bands by myself

Hit licks by myself, I don't need no help

I got bad hoes and my hoes top shelf

You smokin' that trash, that's bad for your health

And I really ran off on the plug

If you talkin' 'bout drugs KD got the belt

And you boys ain't really from the hood

Leave you swimmin' in your blood, that boy Michael Phelps

But I need an I8, no Honda Civic

I don't do no blind dates, can't love no bitches

Where I'm from snitches getting way more than stitches

Young nigga, I'ma turn the rags into riches

[Hook]

I be up all night thinkin' how we gon' get it

Young boy ran off on the plug for them digits

Ran off on the plug twice and we split it

Yeah I'ma get us out the hood in a minute

Yeah all my niggas from the hood, they with it

I get high like the crime rates in my city

Yeah I need an I8, no Honda Civic

[Verse 2]

Ay, KD, Jay Critch hood favorite

Cops take me, best believe I don't say shit

Came from dirty dollar caps and them ranges

Jumped off the porch but I jumped off the pavement

I was probably with Laron in the basement

And with my niggas Swoop and 500 getting faded

I was probably hitting juggs 'til I made it

I could call Tango, you could get a facelift

I could call Four-Oh, you could lose your main bitch

Wrist like '04, we been on the same shit

RIP D-Block, we be on that gang shit

Ain't about the money then you speak another language

[Hook]

I be up all night thinkin' how we gon' get it

Young boy ran off on the plug for them digits

Ran off on the plug twice and we split it

Yeah I'ma get us out the hood in a minute

Yeah all my niggas from the hood, they with it

I get high like the crime rates in my city

Yeah I need an I8, no Honda Civic

[Outro]

Jay Critch, hood favorite

Nigga pushing weight like I bully fat kids

It was average

Fuckin' with my adlibs