THROW UP - Intellectual

[Intro]

(Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)

Yeah, we need to clean this crime scene up ‘fore the cops show

I ride 'round in big Benz trucks, not no Volvos

Niggas want some smoke, then what's up? We can go, go

Brodie, yeah, he thrown off that Perc', he might throw up

We gon' have to take off in that Scat, it do donuts

Put that shit on without even trying, yeah, with low touch

I don't even pour anymore, but my bro pour fours up

I was in that coupe, in that McLaren like it's Forza

Shawty weird, but she bad as fuck, yeah, I call hеr Doja

Tryna learn your anatomy, so, shawty, take your clothes off

I don't еver speak 'bout shit, you know that I been closed off

I told all my brothers, "Man, it's crazy that we glowed up"

Yeah, and that's facts, uh, 'cause I ain't ever expect this

I ain't ever expect to get my logo on my necklace

I ain't ever expect to walk in functions on that guestlist

I ain't expect for nigga to tweak out over my setlist, huh, but they do, uh

And, yeah, I've been blessed, ho

I got all these fuck niggas, I don't know where my text, though

Thought that I forgot, nah, bitch, I got notes in my head, bro

My stick like a pencil, I'm tryna let off all this lead, bro, huh, yeah, yeah

We might let it off, bitch, we might set it off, bitch

I'm gon' get it all, yeah, and I won't ever fall, bitch

I ain't ever stall, bitch, I was born to ball, bitch

I'm gon' shoot from the three, yeah, and I won't miss it all, hell nah

We might let it off, bitch, we might set it off, bitch

I'm gon' get it all, yeah, and I won't ever fall, bitch

I ain't ever stall, bitch, I was born to ball, bitch

I'm gon' shoot from the three, yeah, and I won't miss it all

Clean this crime scene up ‘fore the cops show

I ride 'round in big Benz trucks, not no Volvos

Niggas want some smoke, then what's up? We can go, go

Brodie, yeah, he throwin' up that Perc', he might throw up

Yeah, we need to clean this crime scene up ‘fore the cops show

I ride 'round in big Benz trucks, not no Volvos

Niggas want some smoke, then what's up? We can go, go

Brodie, yeah, he thrown off that Perc', he might throw up

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