no assists - Intellectual

[Intro]

(pretti)

(Hitechstef)

(If you not Ball Hog, then die)

(Kill yourself)

[Chorus]

I got no assists, I just score the points

I be smokin' loud pack, my za got some noise

My twin swerve the big cat, whip it like a toy

What you talking 'bout, ho? It's not important

Four lines in my soda, it got my vision distorted

Told twin's ass, “Better not pass the ball, now go ahead and score it”

I be stressed about this shit, I gotta remember to enjoy it

I'm goin' up, labels callin' me, they wanna talk to Tect

I'm with my squad, we in the park, we 'bout to ball and we got next

I just shot my shot, and that shit just hit, all net

I just shot my shot, and I just hit, yeah, all net

[Verse]

Just woke up to some racks

Louis backpack, this bih' hold my strap

This lil' ho annoyin' me, wanna know where I stay

Went to sleep in Buffalo, then woke up in LA

And lil' gang, don't get too comfortable, them bullets hit yo' brain

I'ma Ball hog when I whip this car, keep cloggin' up the lane

We in that Trackhawk, yeah, bitch it's too insane

How the fuck you think we got here? We done put in pain

We done put in work

“Hi I'm Tect, nice to meet you,” I could put you on a shirt

Got 'bout three bands from the show

I know she gon' pop this perc', told my twin, “Let's give and go”

Like we Jason Kidd and Dirk, I'm finna make it for my hood

Damn I'm the first, wanna make sure that you good

Wanna make sure you ain't hurt, yeah, we on slimy shit

Better hide your purse

Please don't break my line, bih'

You did me the worst

You gotta take your time with it, at first it may not work