a to b - Intellectual

[Intro: Nettspend]

Go, go, go

I beat it up and then I go (Go)

Uh, red dot, put him on the fuckin' floor

She gave me head 'til she couldn't give me head no more

I fucked that bitch up on the floor, said she want some more, uh

Open up the drawer, you smell the bag?

Smokin' good tree, three-five to the head

I ain't goin' out dead, steady pumpin' lead

Huh, fuck that freak bitch, tryna leave me dead

I beat it up and then I go (Uh)

Beat it up, bitch, fuckin' on the floor

Tom Clancy, we runnin' out the front door

Watch out, all them fuckboys, all about to backdoor

Nah, bitch, uh

Eat it up, girl, the dick, dickride

Off a Perc' in the trap, I'm so high, yeah

Uh, smokin' big tree, man, I'm so fried, yeah

Bitch, I'm goin' up, I'm goin' to the sky, yeah

I can't fuck now, leave her with a riot

This nigga mad 'cause his bitch goin'

Fuck this ho, put dick in her backbone

Leave a switch up on the Drac', leave your face gone

Nigga talkin' to a snake, leave his neck gone

Put my dick up in her face, told her, "Keep blowin'"

Bitch, y'all niggas like to take, get your own flow

Yeah, this nigga all mad I got my own ho

Bitch, just take it, beat it up, bitch, you on the floor

Yeah, I'm rich, I still get up, then I spend some more

Nigga, spin with that Drac', then hit you alone

How you go out like that? You a sad-ass

Bitch, I took that boy bag, then I ran fast

You think you gon' get it back? You won't have this

Bitch, I rolled up with a pound, he'll throw a mag