Get Up - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

Big Benz GLS 600

Shorty hit me, said she posted out in London

Miss me, but I see you in a month, yeah

I don't like the drama, I don't like the nonsense

Now they throwing all this money, can't stress that

All of my brothers all around me can attest that

Couple bags that I ain't even touch yet

You ain't know me, only know me as a hustler

Get up, get up, get up

Now we turn up in the circus wild

Get up, get up, get up

Pack it up in this German, wow

Get up, get up, get up

She want Louis, she want Birkin now

Get up, get up, get up

Room spinning, and it's circling now

And she geeked up in the club, right back

And it's getting hard to trust, like that

Take you anywhere you want, like that

Spend two weeks up in Milan, and right back

Push a Lambo', moving fast, I'm on the freeway now

Light me up, turn it up like I'm sleeping, how?

How am I meant to trust a soul that I'm meeting now?

If you love me now, leave me

If you talking now, come easy

How you fucking round, coming round preaching?

How they fuck around counting my P's now?

Oh, they come in a time on the line right now

Tell me now, baby, come on, what's your sign right now?

I'm the type come round, change your life like

You ain't know me, only know me as a hustler

Get up, get up, get up

Now we turn up in the circus wild

Get up, get up, get up

Pack it up in this German, wow

Get up, get up, get up

She want Louis, she want Birkin now

Get up, get up, get up

Room spinning, and it's circling now