like dis - Intellectual

(Adlibs in Parentheses by SB)

(Yeaaaah)

[Hook]

I don't give two fucks

I just smoke up on the drugs

Got me high up in the stars

An I'm up there, really far

Boolin' with my bruddas, you know J Gall off them bars

Free my bruddas in the pen, get em out the yard (Free 'em, Free 'em)

Keep a tooly on me, if he run up he can catch the slugs

Cause I got to watch my back they praying on my death

But you know! I can't quit

No I can't quit (Yeah, you know that)

Imma pull up with a G2, know I'm with the shits

Your bitch in my call log, I had her bent (Yeah, you know that)

Mobbin' in the club, seven deep, off drugs I'm bent

Seventh heaven glo gang on me an some dеsigner scent (Yeah, you know that)

Up thе tooly if he get to mean muggin' (Grrrah)

Up the burner you know it fry him like a oven

2000 dollar belt but you know it ain't nothing

Wrap it in plastic then ship it through the mail

Tony back in the stu, we just posted his bail

Pussy had his head down, he done tucked his tail

Sending shots out the damn trackhawk

Praying my uncle Reggie, drop the damn crackrock

Why it gotta be like dis? (Why it gotta be like dis)

Why it gotta be like dis? (Why it gotta be like dis, like dis)

I don't give two fucks

I just smoke up on the drugs

Got me high up in the stars

An I'm up there, really far

Boolin' with my bruddas, you know J Gall off them bars

Free my bruddas in the pen, get em out the yard

Hit dat