Back 2 Back - Intellectual

[Intro]

Slide (Banddupp, stop playing)

Suicide Stepper, nigga

WMG shit, nigga

Get your ass stepped on

[Chorus]

He dropped off a hundred, don't know about that

Two different cars on your rip, back to back

A nigga don't die from that switch, then we coming back

On DJ, you never dropped fifty on where I be at

When we go up the Brooks, shit sweet

You seen my face when I was dropping that shit in the sweet

I'm riding with iron, can't wait till we meet

You said you dropped 50 I wasn't aware

When I spin The Brooks lil' bruh wasn't there

And I knew it was him 'cause he painted his hair

10-milly on me, I'm shooting out spears

Omertà the code, they could give me that chair

You spin one time, you shot in the air

You say you dropped fifty, you capping

That shit getting stopped on the rip

[Verse]

Uh, remember that day they shot Crash by the sign?

Remember that cat that got flipped by this nine?

Remember that day we hopped out three deep, you know I ain't lying

Oh, they shooting dice, shit sweet

We parking the car and we using our feet

They be shooting out cars, we be using our feet

Remember that time that you shot in the air for a week?

Uh, footwork, them niggas know that I step

Thirty or better, I slid with the Steph

We sending bullets and they sending texts

I'm on the rip, don't ask where I'm at

I'm sending 'em up where his man went at

[?] in the air, they want her back

It's crazy how all my opps like to hide in the back

Uh, It's Cook in the air, nigga, you want to match?

YoungGlide ain't steppin', he really just rap

Cook got put in the dirt like a diamond, you shoud've said that

Your old head really got hit in that back

Caught Cam down bad and he ran laps

And Mari was bluffing, we came where he at

But let me get back to lil' Uzi

Keep speaking on Mark, you get hit with an Uzi

That wasn't your work, dickriding, you goofy

When DJ died, nigga, we shot a movie

I'm going through every rip, nigga, I ain't choosing

Back to back on their rip, they was sweet

On [?], you was sweet when we was two cars deep

You cappin', you ain't hit off a AP

20k on your head, you gon' pay for my new AP

Uh, I ride with that Yevo, that drizzy with me

Rappers get slimed when they friendly to me

I'm working that blatt, and bro got that G23

These niggas not up on that score, uh

These niggas not ready for war

Give me the addy, we go door to door

Put bricks on his body, he sink in the shore