Kicks - Intellectual

Hop outta bed

Throw on my kicks (ay, ay, Pay Day)

Frie me some eggs

Eat me some trix (ay, ay, ayy)

Hop on my phone

Hit up yo bitch (no way ,ay ,ay )

I just want head

She wanna kiss (ay, ay ,no way)

Wrist so wet

I might flex

Choker on my bitch now she my pet

That's a leash my bitch trained

You a type of nigga to wife a bitch you trained

Sippin codeine with my Molly (ay, ay)

Name any flow I can't body (Ok)

Truey and Bape on my body

Brick in the front with the shotty

Ballin like LeBron but I still got heat like Miami

Had it for the cheap lil Bruh I used to sell them grammys

Outside of my Grammys

I go hard like rambo

Talkin bout 1904 this 9 shoot off your afro

Got a girl who Model She gon suck me like I'm candy

She be wearing mini-skirts

But never wear no panties

I got no relation to her

She still call me daddy (Joey Trap is Daddy)

She got cake like patty

I might have to handle

Met her on the beach and Ima fuck her out her sandals

Your girl always blowing me cus i get lit like candles

Look