Been Gone - Intellectual

[Intro: 6juto & Koujas]

(What do you desire? Yo fuck 'em up, Dior)

(You know you rockin' wit' 'Rada)

Yeah

[Chorus: 6juto]

I do not miss her

Okay, maybe I do but I hate to admit it

Things started to change, yeah, you start actin' different

And I wasn't fuckin' wit' it

I just wanna count them digits

I wanted you to be my mistress

I'm new to love we not gon' get it

No, I need them wonderful clothes

Yeah, it's been a hell of a year

[Verse 1: Koujas]

It's been a while since you've been gone

Hurt my soul, you felt like home

I got a Glock stick in a foreign

Look at his fit trash, that shit boring

I spent some bread on my fragrance

She wanna slide but she ain't it

I spent a rack on my bracеlet

Lovin' this life, can we plеase stage it?

Bro got that shit tucked, fuck ya' sayin'?

Since you've been gone my soul been gone

Look at his bitch when I hop in a foreign

I blow me some cash, the money is pourin'

I gotta stop and she stay 'til the morning

She wanna cap, say she important

Japanese garments, my fits imported

He wanna talk and his life get shorted

[Verse 2: 6juto]

Talkin' that shit so I'm gonna ignore it, woah

Yeah, I made her windows rainy and pourin'

Yeah, yeah, she eat me up all night

Uh, she wanna ride like bike

Huh, I gotta change my mind

Uh, 'cause she gotta get out my sight

Uh, she gotta get off my mind

I think about her all the time

I know it's not right, I know it's not right

[Verse 3: Koujas]

And we both know we ain't right

I put the drank up in my Sprite

She wanna fuckin' slide for the night

I got a bad bitch in my sight

If you miss me call my phone

I can't wait for you too long

Hop in that coupe, fast, bitch we gone

Bitch, I been the shit, what you on?

(You know you rockin' wit' 'Rada)

[Verse 4: Trapp]

She keep breakin' my heart, but I can't leave her alone

I'm totin' the chrome

You can get shot in yo' dome if you run up wrong

Bad ass ho, keep textin' my phone

I don't even wanna fuck that ho, yeah

I just wan' get that bag and my life

I ain't never been a ho, yeah

I'ma just count up the dough, yeah

She wanna fuck on the folk, yeah

I'm at the top you below, yeah

Lil' ass nigga you broke, yeah

Wit' some niggas that be ready to slide

Run up on me then yo' ass finna die

Fuckin' his bitch, his ass finna cry

She love the feeling when I'm on the side

[Verse 5: Koujas]

She wanna fuck me 'til she tired

They wanna talk and we slide

I keep his ho on my side

Ain't my main bitch, that's the side

I'm at the top and you stuck at the bottom

You broke, chasin' hoes, that's yo' problem

Perc' got my eyes closed like a blindfold

Thots on my line, bitches I don't go time for