Past - Intellectual

[Chorus]

I told her to relax (Relax)

I ain't trippin' 'bout bitches, they in the past (They in the past now)

Why these niggas, they always goin' out sad? (Out sad now)

Had to find some finer things, I'm so tired of the bag (Of the bag)

I said fuck a wedding ring, I'm gon' go and get a bag

Yeah, all that shit we did was in the past (Was in the past)

Yeah, I know that you trippin', now you mad (Now you mad)

Like a rocket, load it up, I'm just waitin' for the blast

Told them niggas to catch up 'cause I'm goin' way too fast (Way too fast)

Double cup my lean, uh, shawty out my league, uh

I don't really need a bitch, I just think I left my heart up in the streets, uh (In the streets)

Niggas actin' like a bitch, he don't even know me, he just wanted beef, uh

[0:40][?] to help keep me out the street

Blast off, one, two, three (Three)

Doin' shit they never seen (Never seen)

Honestly, I try to be the best person that I could be (I could be)

Shawty off the molly (Yeah)

And I just like the lean (Like the lean)

These niggas, they gon' hate on me, might take your soul away from here

Spin 'round and I'm gon' spray the heat (Spray the heat)

Yeah, bitch, get away from me, yeah

Bitch, don't play with me, my flow too sick like a disease (A disease)

My flow too clean, no STD

Murder the beat, first degree

Niggas, they can't get ahead of me

I murder a nigga, he dead to me

Friends still like, "R.I.P." (Yeah)

Put 'em on a shirt, lil' bitch (On a shirt)

I really had put in the work, lil' bitch

These niggas bitches, put on skirts, lil' bitch

I'm flyin' too hard, off Earth, lil' bitch

That nigga mad because I purged his bitch

I don't want the head, I'ma curve that bitch

You think I won't [1:12][?] lil' bitch