YBN Cordae - Intellectual

[Intro]

Aye, aye

[Pre-Chorus]

I came from living in trauma

Never been the type to deal with the drama (Aye)

I used to trap out the Honda

I was busy probably chasing them commas

I'm the greatest, bitch I'm hot like a Sauna

Presidential, man I feel like Obama

Keep it humble, gotta shoutout my momma

Blue hunnits like a medal of honor (Huh, huh)

[Chorus]

Getting hotter in the summer (Uh)

Wait until I get my bag right

Drippin' harder like I'm Gunna (Uh)

She blowing me like a bagpipe

Hit it harder than a drummer (Uh)

Your team better act right

All you haters gonna suffer (Uh, uh, uh)

[Verse]

Making money broke an old habit

Life was hell now it's so lavish

Whole team looking so savage

Only fake around me is a faux jacket

Get invested I'm the whole package

Bars are boring, you should go practice

Redbone and she a dope actress

Man I took her home and broke the whole mattress (Aye)

Now my new collective, we was too inventive

Now we're making money on our days off

I was too attentive, got the new incentive

Now my grinding, yeah it finally paid off

Now my intuition paying my tuition

You would think a nigga probably played ball

We the new edition to a new religion

Ain't nobody gonna try to save y'all

[Verse 2]

So I hop on the track, beast mode I go

Pockets too fat, might need lipo

Niggas tote guns like G.I. Joe

I am too high, I can't lie low

Niggas think that lyricism's boring

I suggest they go and check who's scoring

Living in the moment's not important

Here today, but gone before the morning

The whole game we about to defeat

What my friends made was an immaculate feat

Used to get hate, now they're acting all sweet

Man I kick 'em to the side, with the RAF's on my feet

Let me show you how I come with the heat

Got it planned out, got it down to a tee

From the weeping and moaning and gnashing of teeth

I just pray that the Lord got a plan for my team