JB & Rod - Intellectual

[Chorus]

At night I pray they shoot me in my face, don't stab me in my back

I got too much shit going on, I'm getting too old for that

He say my name, won't lift a finger, I got bros for that

If I ain't tryna fuck, but I wanna nut, then I got hoes for that, stupid nigga

Better watch your mouth and use your brain before you lose it (AR), nigga

I'm the one that made that murder shit cool in the city

I love to open my mouth and talk my shit 'cause I got diamonds in it

I got three straps with me in traffic, bitch, but I ain't ridin' with it

Don't like to smoke, I might just grab the blunt, bitch, I be vibin' with it

High as fuck, I might just land on Mars

I'm out in Cali driving a Redeye, I came from stolen cars

I'm still on Percs and Xanax bars

Turnt up, bitch, I'm ballin' hard

Up late, it's just me and my rod

Or I'm with JB and Rod, them my boys

[Verse]

In the 'yo I'm with Will, Bird and Bricks

We just hopped up out the Ubеr with a stolen stick

Why the fuck you always clutchin'? You ain't gon' shoot it, bitch

ManMan stole from mе, I let Glock take his gun, they was tusslin' and shit

The fuck?

It ain't go off, that shit luck

He made me mad, I get him plucked

On all these Percs, I'm high as fuck

Clutchin' bad, ain't got it tucked

Wake up fiendin' like a cluck

Knowing I need to get off this shit

IG model pull up late night, she gon' eat the whole dick

Tryna record this new ho, fucked around and clicked the old flick

These hoes don't give a fuck, they know I'm up, probably fucked every bitch

Ayy, big bro been slidin' for years, say he probably shot every stick

I done probably bought every blick

Wealthy stepper, rich as it gets, nigga

Know I like to slide, I fell in love with sending hits, nigga

I ain't the type to hide, I'm back seat ridin', tryna blitz niggas

I catch you with that ho, then you gon' die on side your bitch, nigga

Ain't never had no filter, pussy boy, know you a bitch, nigga

She like how I flow, say she wanna fuck the G.O.A.T., Li Rye

I keep pourin' all this lean for all my soldiers in the sky

Late at night I'm in my feelings, yeah, sometimes I wanna cry

But I can't never show no pain, until some more of these niggas die

Why they droppin' disses like they stand on business? Niggas never slid

Pay for sessions, go sit in the booth, rap 'bout what they brother did

Every nigga 'round me know for a fact that I'm gon' rrt

Every nigga 'round me know for a fact that I'm gon' rrt, bitch