prayy - Intellectual

[Verse 1: ayerp]

Yuh, yuh

Police behind me, I hop up in that coupe, I'm ducking out this bitch

We got plenty to choose, we firing at your clique, you know it

Bitch we break the rules, I been popping my shit

Fifteen hunnid' on my shoes, and fifty thousand on my wrist, like what the fuck?

Yo bitch, she on my dick, this bitch can't even get it up

Got forty pointer wrists, I shoot that bitch like I'm in clutch

I bounce out with that switch, I tap that bitch, like what the fuck

Bitch boy get off my dick, if you not even trynna light it up (what the fuck!)

I got bankrolls on me, run up, put the K all on him

Bad bitch wanna suck my dick, like oh my god, put yo face all on it (woo)

Got diamonds all on my wrist, I bounce out with that shit all on me

I'm moving out hella bricks, like fuck you mean I'm Tony-Tony?

I been popping my shit for real, slide down with the clique for real

Hand tap with the blick for real, nigga play he get spilt for real

Got blowin on his body, he got killed for real

Hop outside like a pill for real

I ain't doin no deals, oh nah, (yuh) but I'm still making mil's for real

Big-big-big ass Maybach, we gone swerve and get shot up (aah)

We way to tucked, don't want this heat, you talk, you get pieced up

Look, the jewlery shining on my body, converting bliss

The racks to green, look like wasabi, another check, just hit

Sparking this keef, I'm finna pass this shit

Hold up, you ain't getting passed this shit

Shut up, I'm getting active bitch

Said you not finna get passed the lick

Go pop the Draco, got a switch

This pack a punch, not average

Can't let go of my habits bitch

My trigger finger super rich

Hop out the coupe, go and finish this shit up, its what we do

Fuck that attitude, try to test me once, and I lay fruits

Rendezvous, one thousand for the blick we aim at you

To tell the truth, I ain't never listen once, I doubted you

Yeah, red that I'm sipping

Yeah, red that I'm leaning

Yo!