Nunu - Intellectual

[Intro]

No way Hozay

Money running low so shit I got to add up

Serving all these products tryna get my bands up

Rip my broskis, free my homies

[Chorus]

Money running low so shit I got to add up

Serving all these products tryna get my bands up

Ain't no one I can love, ain’t no one I can trust

Only thing that's on my mind is get this cash up

In and out these lanes servin' out the astra, shit

I don’t stop for askar, I just go faster

Valentino camouflage on the sneaker, shit

All they ever wanted was that 6 litre

[Verse 1]

And your bitch love it when I go deeper

I just need lacag, yeah, you can keep her

If I hear you got it, then Imma eat yah

Bally on my head, yh, I'm a schemer

Tell all my broskis I just want them free'd up

I lost me my broski, yh, the realist

Murder on my mind that's how im feelin'

Murder on my mind that’s how im feelin’

I wish I could trade all you fucking rats

Just so I could bring all my bruddas back

[Bridge]

Niggas turn shady I can't fuck with that

I can’t trust nobody, gotta watch my back

Smoking on this loud man I got the pack

Got that shit on me I can never lack

[Chorus]

Money running low so shit I got to add up

Serving all these products tryna get my bands up

Ain't no one I can love, ain't no one I can trust

Only thing that's on my mind is get this cash up

In and out these lanes servin’ out the astra, shit

I don't stop for askar, I just go faster

Valentino camouflage on the sneaker, shit

All they ever wanted was that 6 litre

[Verse 2]

These bitches wanna love me, I don't need their love

I ain't never had it, had to eat that plug

Niggas talkin' like their gunna feed me slugs

Must of lost your mind, must be smoking star

Walaalo always keeps their squeezes tucked

In the station we ain't speakin' much

No comment gang until they free us up

[Chorus]

Money running low so shit I got to add up

Serving all these products tryna get my bands up

Ain't no one I can love, ain't no one I can trust

Only thing that's on my mind is get this cash up

In and out these lanes servin' out the astra, shit

I don't stop for askar, I just go faster

Valentino camouflage on the sneaker, shit

All they ever wanted was that 6 litre