First Class - Intellectual

{Intro}

Uh (Whoa), whoa

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa

{Chorus}

I'm in first class Nun of these n***** in my league

I run the bag up, You know I do it for the team

Your man's a rat so giving him so cheese

Bitch I get to the money, You know that's My cheese

Big rocks on my neck, Bitch I'll make You frezze

Bitch I got Big rings, Bitch I'm the top of the league

I'll carry the team on top of the field

I tote a 45., N**** I tote it just for the drill

{Verse}

This 762. Goin' knock you out your feelings

This a G8 bitch I'll hop in the kitchen

If you fall over, he goin' step over you

He wear a size 7, He step like a shoe

I want a Draco or Glock, shit what can I do?

I'll fuck on these bitch then tell the bitch move (huh what?)

I just run this money now bitch you snooze

Wipe a n**** nose he ain't even know what to do

Ayy,ayy,ayy,ayy

Hold up, Let's go

I got the sauce, shit what you got

I got big racks in pocket, that's a lot

We been rollin' up opps and after they rot

I'm just cooking shit up in a pot

I wanna Glock with a beam so n**** when I shot and aim, hit you in the head that's a dot

He said my music is ass, So I caught His bitch you know I had to Smash

Hop in my Hellcat doing the dash

I fucked her friend, I told my n**** hop on her ass

I'm CP3 with pass

Goddamn that's a splash

Big diamonds on my neck, That shit be flockin' bitch I can't even Brag