paint the town - Intellectual

[Chorus: Nettspend]

Uh (Yeah), (Yeah)

I mean maybe, uh, I'm wit' the stuff

Got the stuff, I got the drugs, I can't hold you up

Walk up in the fucking party with the pistol tucked

I could care less, I'm really off these fucking drugs (Ohh) (Ohh)

I'm with Nick up in the city, off a fuckin' drug

We got bitches all around, they callin' me the plug

Said we takin' yo pack, whole gang, got the finest drugs

Remove the tax off the tag and run

J-j-j-just take your Mac, throw it up (Yeah)

Uh (Yeah), (Yeah)

I mean maybe, uh, I'm wit' the stuff

Got the stuff, I got the drugs, I can't hold you up (Oh)

Walk up in the fucking party with the pistol tucked

When I'm in the trap, bitch, you know I'm doubled down

Yeah, you say you be outside, you don't be around

If a nigga talking shit, we gon' paint the town

Ayy

Uh, this chopper hit yo head, I'm letting this shit fuckin' spray bitch

Call up St47ic and JT and you know they let it bang bitch

In the trap, high as fuck, and I'm just chilling wit' yo' main bitch

Had to cut that lil' bitch off 'cause she acting like a snake ho

I'm just chilling with the guys, you know I could never change, bro

Brought the Glock while they cool, 'cause this nigga with his main ho