need that! - Intellectual

[Verse 1: mathiastyner]

Two-two bad hoes in my bed and they thinkin' we somethin'

She wanna stay and I told her she buggin'

She act like she know me, bitch, I'm not yo' husband

Pull up on yo' homie lil' bitch and I'm bussin'

Her boyfriend keep callin', he mad as a bitch

Blindin' that boy if I show him my wrist

Yeah, you not my homie, get out of my pic

Yeah, I hate when they talk, they be all on my shit

Yeah, chillin I be, she want my D

I'm in the cut like I'm Jason Voorhees (Yeah)

She gonna come through and she gonna eat (Yeah)

I'm peepin' his music, that shit is real weak

Yeah, I'm smokin' yo' homie, but I don't smoke weed

Yeah, when I'm on the track, bitch I feel like I'm free

Yeah, they all surprised but they gonna know me

Yeah, I will not stop, I need gold on my teeth

Yeah, I need diamonds that shine to my face

Yeah, I need me a chain that gon' say my name

Yeah, I need me a bag for all of my gang (Yeah)

You bitches stay mad, no, we not the same (Ayy, yeah)

I fuck with the shit, I'm finna roll up

And you went about it, please shut the fu'

You keep on talkin', pussy, what's up?

I been on my shit and I'm young as a fuck

Yeah, hey, yeah, hey, I need that look on my car that's foreign, you see that

Yeah, when I pull up, yeah my eyes couldn't [?]

Oh, that's your girl? I'm like, "Damn, she bad"

Yeah, hey, yeah, hey, I need it

Look at my wrist 'cause that shit make you seasick

Yeah, I'm out of this planet, lil' bitch is from Venus

Yeah, copy my style, but bitch, you will not be this

[Verse 2: yvngxchris]

Uh, yeah, you cannot beat it

They call me a wizard like Gilbert Arenas

I just searched your music bro, fuckin' delete it

And ya thottie goin' stupid, suckin' my penis

Choppa hit a nigga, take him to Venus

I test for a fee, bitch, I'm not doin' free shit

Shorty in the crib, she stay on that freak shit

Shorty said she love my drip, no seasick

Shorty said she love my drip, I'ma slide to the crib, I'ma fuck on that lil' bitty bitch today

Bitch I'ma ride with the Glocky, the Glocky, the Glocky, I'm making it rain like precipitate

I want the money, yes, I want the money, lil' shorty get to it, so when is the wedding date?

I see the way that you livin', my nigga, that shit so sad, that shit got me SMH

I would keep goin' nigga, but I'm tired

Shoutout to my nigga bro, MATHIASTYNER

Man, fuck Hi-Tech, I'm sippin' apple cider

I said that I love her, I don't even like the bitch

Call my dresser so I stay on my salad shit

I get to the money, I'm keepin' my eyes on it

Bitch

[Outro: mathiastyner and yvngxchris]