Crash - Intellectual

[Intro]

Shit, the fuck?

Mm, ayy (808 Mafia)

I'm tryin' not to crash out

I done fucked around and brought the MAC out

Nigga, I ain't playing, you better back down

Before I blow your back out (Yeah)

Yeah, I live what I rap 'bout, uh (Bitch)

Nah, nigga I don't rap battle (Uh-uh)

Yeah, I just hit the opps block and made them niggas scatter, yeah

I just hit a hot thot and got her right up out of here

Gotta get back to the spot and get back to them dollars, yeah

Yeah, uh

Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh

Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh, uh, uh (Yeah)

Yeah, I gotta get this dough, get it 'til I'm gray and old (Uh)

Rain, sleet, or snow, I just gotta get some more (Get some more)

Rain, sleet, or snow, I just gotta get some more (I gotta get some more)

Rain, sleet, or snow, I just gotta get some more (Yeah, I gotta get some more)

Yeah, I'm flexing all the time these hoes say I do the most

Bitch, I was born to shine, I'm just doing what I'm supposed (Yeah)

My auntie always told me everything glitter ain't gold

That's another reason why I do not trust a soul

Yeah, lately I've been getting too high, try not to explode

Yeah, trying not to crash, trying not to let it go

Yeah, you get rich they get mad, that's just how the way it goes

Damn, I thought you was my bro, how you let this shit turn cold?

Uh, yeah, yeah, uh

Uh, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh

Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh, uh, uh (Ayy)