No Composition - Intellectual

{Intro}

Yeah, Yeah

{Verse}

Why this won’t go ?, why it won’t wash away ? (Yeah, yeah)

I thought we met before, but we never did

The way she fuck I think she wanna have my kids

Draco knock his lens’s off, Draco make a kick a walk

She throw that ass up in cycle cause what them bands talks

Hop out that red car, cause I got the red key

She a redhead she suck good dick around the block her name keke

New chain come with a diamond piece, but they never seen before

You say thats bitch but she never claimed you though

That’s why ion fuck these hoes, that’s why I can’t keep em’ close

Brand new clothes Amiri pants all this money bitches dance

All these bitches wanna get between me

All these bitches get between the money but can’t even fold

Now old hoes wanna fuck on me, cause a nigga getting some dough

Bitches like niggas dreads but don’t wanna get no bands

How that shit can stand, when that nigga get some mand

Now that nigga fuck on you, now you say fuck a nigga

And then he sit back and pull the trigger

But don’t really even get it

Sit back and this a Maybach, I stop the car and told suck my dick

She tried to kiss me (like what the fuck)

But I ain’t with that, Hell naw I ain’t with that naw

I just took the bitch up out the city told her sit back

I miss my dawgs sometimes wish I could run back the time

This for all the real niggas and the real bitches

We get that money and stack that money we gonna count it with it

I need hundred mil’ before I been done

I gotta make sure that the kids straight make sure my family straight

This that money flow, that getter go

If she wanna be outside with stank hoes just let her go

I can’t buy no new chain, I know niggas gonna try to take it

If a nigga try and reach for it he gonna end up on side on that payment

Told him face it go get it, I ain’t with that killing

Why the hell they be killing them kids, why can’t they get no money

My shoes say Gucci thats the reason she gave me that Coochie

I hop inside a Bentley instead hop in a Honda Civic

I know they gonna try and catch me, I can’t be caught slipping

I know what they gonna take brain and catch the leepin’

{Outro}

(Get it go, Yeah, yeah)