assumptions - Intellectual

[Chorus]

That's yo' ho? Well, she blow me

I'm in this ho with a forty (Aye)

You don't even know me, so stop sayin' shit 'bout me

Ayy, we can keep it lowkey

I don't like 'em knowing 'bout me

Walk in the function, too flee

I swear that lil' boy my seed

I still get bands, obviously

You can't take me off my feet

I tell that lil' ho' to please me

Tell her, "Get on your knees," till they bleed

All these niggas wanna be me

Why you make assumptions 'bout me?

I'm with lil' Zen in a Hellcat

Bad ass ho' up in the cash

I'm in the 'Vette, boy, fuck a cab

He say he goin' up, but he cap

I help my niggas up on the map

Ayy, lay her down, like a mat (Ayy)

Kill myself 'fore I shop Saks

I get bands, I don't mean to brag (Sike)

I get bands just to brag

Yo' bitch said she want a bag

Boy, you know, that bitch a gnat

And you still beatin' her back

I got thirty rounds in a mag'

Time to run up, and test that

That boy waiting for a text back (Okay)

I'm waiting for them racks (Okay, yeah, yeah, yeah)