Classy Bitch - Intellectual

[Intro]

Kilo made this

[Chorus: LBS Kee'vin]

I like 'em red, fresh out of college

She ain't finna fuck she ain't got no mileage

Off white drip, she don't need no stylist

Just got a degree, still work at [?]

Classy bitch but I like her body

Bad lil bitch, she so exotic

Scrolling on her IG, she know where to find me

But I'm tryna picture how she ride it

I met her in the club, we the only niggas in here giving out dubs

You gotta be a baller, she ain't giving out hugs

I'm a big dog, baby you ain't fucking with a scrub

Big crib on the hill, Versace on the rug

When I walk up in the building еverybody show me love

Corvеtte go "vroom," make the thot give it up

[Verse 1: LBS Kee'vin]

I'm so sick and tired of these basic hoes

They don't know how to fuck me

But I bet you do, I put you in a figure four

It look like we wrestling

Twelve on my ass, I been trapping in different clothes

You go through my messages

Why is you scrolling and looking at different hoes?

All them bitches irrelevant

I got ten bands, I'm tryna fuck right now

She want love, don't wanna cuff right now

Got one in a head tell me who wanna fight now

VIP in the club, nigga you won't pipe down

Be quiet, real G's move in silence

I find that shit real ironic

I was ducking bad boys selling narcotics

Now I pull up in a X6 big body

Niggas owe me money, better pay me by Friday

I still trap bitch, what you need? I got it

Big bank roll can't fit in my pocket

I'm the plug, chop a black belt karate

New Q8, let's fuck in the Audi

[?] if it don't make a profit

Them niggas that be killing shit, I keep 'em right beside me

[?]

[Verse 2: Juicy J]

I like a red bitch one hundred

Boss bitch who run it

Good dick, she run it

I play with her mind, got her cumming

She said "When we getting this money?"

In other words she ain't no dummy

The whip at least a hundred

Cash, no lease, you know how she coming

I like 'em bad

I like the type of bitch come with a bag

Not the type that's just gon' beg for a bag

And that ass stupid , but she still got class

Running up a sack, She just like a quarterback

Hair down her back, ain't no telling if it's [?]

Rich niggas only type of niggas she attract

Shorty got a check, that's a motherfucking fact

Look like heaven when you hit it from the back

(Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh)

I ain't never seen ass bounce like that

She's the type of bitch never bounce no check

Lips so fat, cat so wet

Nigga gon' try to wife that off back

Send her overseas gotta snash in the back

So what if the thighs and her ass don't match