Just In Time - Intellectual

[Chorus]

Making hits straight out that bunker, huh (Ediba you got one?)

Leather dark as chocolate, Pyrex whippin’ Willy Wonka trucks

I’m so too damn solid, nigga we can’t even chop it up

You can’t take the heat, you shouldn’t’ve stepped inside that jungle nigga

Ha, yeah Pyrex droppin’ just in time for summer

I just see me a bad bitch and I’m gon’ get her if I want her

We ain’t know his occupation but we turn him to a donut

Only time I fuck her once and bitch is followed by some donuts

I just broke up with my bitch and there’s some things I never told her

I’ve been fucking on some twins I call them Kathie Lee and Hoda

All I’ve ever seen is green my money old as fucking Yoda

If she ever want to cry she better find another shoulder

Niggas 18, on to great things, for that shit I’m certain

Caught me cheating, imma cheat again, so what’s the purpose

Play them 808s and hats, I turn into the person that they ain’t

Want me to become, but shit I been a burden

Play my shit a little louder I don’t think they heard me

For them blues you know I ball, it’s hot as Bobby Hurley

She gon’ clean a nigga fast like she was in a hurry

Even though I do it bad, I say she don’t deserve me

I might get a chopper or a Harley, niggas really broke, no please don’t get me started

Pity all the fools saying Pyrex ain’t the hardest

Y’all I cannot waste this and my bitch look like a goddess

Nah you can’t relate but it’s okay you tried your hardest

This shit ain’t on you, I feel like I should blame your father

Spinnin’ off the juice I get to thinking I should call her

Fuck that shit, I’m trippin’, time to make another dollar

Push, push, chopper, shh, shh, fuck a cosign

Both rap, I don’t know yours but you know mine

Block switch, if you talk shit, get you clotheslined

Walked in, they see Pryce fit, now your hoes mine