2 Quick - Intellectual

[Intro: Peezy]

Quick

I'm quick to move fifteen hundred oranges with no problem (Fast)

Quick to fuck a super bad bitch without no condom (Had to)

Get a half brick and dance on it like I'm Sada (Huh)

Let it dry sittin' on the counter, I cook better than my mama

Quick to fly to Oakland, met my nigga at Crustacean's (What up, though?)

Talk about some millions, shrimp and lobster on the table (Let's get it)

Killers owe me favors, I looked out when he wasn't able

Told Gary make my new kid all white, he think I'm racist (Ice)

Quick to get some money, I ain't pressed about no hoes (Uh)

I can borrow a hundred K from T if I get low (Come get it)

Thinkin' 'bout that Lamb' truck, I really want that ghost

They gon' fuck around, indict my ass again if i get both (Ah)

Blocks of money sittin' on the table like it's Tetris (Yeah)

Drop some money on that nigga head who talkin' reckless

I ain't got no deal, never had no platinum records

Quick to bust my Rollie down and go drop thirty on my necklace, nigga

[Chorus: Peezy & Tee Grizzley]

I'm quick to hit that road and get the bag like I should (Quick)

I'm quick to bring it back, spread it out and feed the wolves (Quick)

I'm quick to turn a bitch house to a stash, leave a brick in there (Quick)

Quick to pull that 'Cat up on Big Beaver and leave ten in there (Quick)

Niggas get locked up and make confessions like they Usher (Quick)

I'm quick to tell these niggas ketchup, Trackhawk look like mustard (Quick)

These bitches call me Zeus, I hit the club and make it thunder (Quick)

I'm quick to make that money counter stop, boy, bring a plunger (Quick)

I'm quick to jump on jets like these niggas jump in Ubers (Quick)

I'm quick to spend a hundred on my wrist, now I look stupid (Quick)

Surprised i ain't got pneumonia from this fuckin' Cuban (Quick)

I can go and do a show and drop new Patek like Lil Uzi (Quick)

Quick to see potential, take a youngin' out the dime trap

Hit him with a load, do your thing, just bring mine back

Some niggas run off, hide out, get they mama whacked

Them chopper bullets, baby hellcats, so you can't dodge that

Old opps like my new watch, bitches skeleton

Went to icebox and got lit up like Thomas Edison

Still live when you reach for that, you just cheated death

That half Tee, half Beast chain was fifty sheets of meth

Quick to ask your bitch what she gon' do for this two thousand

Stacks piled in the closet, is that money or a mountain?

Joy Road nigga, drink Texas, blow Compton

Keep reportin' that chopper stolen, it won't come back when we drop him