Cold Nights - Intellectual

MUH

[Intro: MUH]

I been trynna go out and bust me a move

Bad bitch like olives, way she salty and smooth

Put that G-string to the side only if you approve

I love eating up that pussy I would call it some food

I would never ever make up a dumb ass excuse

Ever since the 6th grade, I been acting a fool

Ever since the 5th grade, I been stocked up on food

I been writing since the 4th grade, my pen has improved and still

[Hook: MUH]

I don’t know shit, but my pen rocks

I been at the bottom of my mental near the bedrock

Got a couple baddies at the crib who make thе bed rock

I know a couple jits who been bustin’ out they drеadlocks

Smoking out they dreadlocks

Imma have to put a pussy in a fucking headlock

Shots, we got red dots

Shots, fuck the Red Sox

I been selling everyday (what) to like 10 blocks

They talk about the money, I don’t talk, 'cause I get lots

[Verse 1: MUH]

5 of the homies in the whip, windows down

Love the cold night air, and we all smoking loud

And I head back to the crib with my bitch, she look so fucking gorgeous, I love the way she sound

When I stroke her right

Man I can tell that she in love by the way she goes down

I’m so high, I’m happy, won't take my head out these clouds

Aye, pass that shit to Darwin yo

[Verse 2: 408 Darwin]

Yeah, oh

I been on my grind for a minute

Ain't no room in my heart, 'cause my rhymes going in it

Cold nights, when it's dark, catch a vibe if you feel it

In the ride with my niggas, catch a 9 if you trippin'

.45 in the Smith n'-

35 bullets in it

He get lined for a dime, hit his mom, we ain't missin'

Seen his eyes rollin' back, hit his spine, he ain't living

It's some real cold nights for his mom and his children

But shit

All my niggas gotta stay tucked

Lotta blue faces in my pockets nigga, caked up

I just left the valley with a baddie and she caked up

Hit her for a hour now she mad about her makeup, damn

[Bridge: 408 Darwin]

All my niggas gotta stay tucked

Lotta blue faces in my pockets nigga, caked up

I just left the valley with a baddie and she caked up

Hit her for a hour now she mad about her makeup, damn

[Hook: MUH]

5 of the homies in the whip, windows down

Love the cold night air, and we all smoking loud and-

Ha, yeah

Uh, yeah

I love those cold nights bruh

Yeah, ha

It's MUH