Goin’ - Intellectual

[Intro]

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Got them Louis shades on and I feel like a ghost

Nevermind that, yeah, I feel like a G.O.A.T

She said, "I'm proud of you, Redda," I know

I feel like I'm GBE, that shit keep glowing

I'm stacking this money, I keep that shit going

He want a song, yeah, I'm already knowing

I just went to [?] and got some Rick Owens

I can't fuck with these hoes, they be showing

I just got some red, it's from 2015, this shit gold

I might do an EDD, I heard that she goin'

I'm sipping this drank, yeah, you know what I'm pouring

I'm smoking that za', it's loud like it's foreign

I'm going so fast in the Lam' but I'm touring

I was fucking his bitch but that shit got boring

Yеah, I'm on like three pills, I feel like I'm floored

I don't know whеre I'm going

I don't know where I'm going

That bitch all on me like a brand-new coat

I'm a whole new lane, it's a brand-new zone

I keep on sipping on red, [?] didn't know

Yeah, Hi-Tech my favorite brand, you know

I don't know where I'm going, I feel like I'm floating

That bitch so wet that it feel like I'm boating

Got this ice on me, welcome to the north pole

Fuck what they saying, you get hit with the pole

I had a talk with the drank, now she know

Yeah, I had to tell her she was taking a toll

And I told her I'ma sip on you 'til I'm old

But I promise I'll never let you make me broke

I gotta stay true to myself, yeah, I know

I don't need to do drugs to get in my zone

Yeah, twenty-two bands just to get on the road

Yeah, so many bands, I might cash out a boat

I don't know where I'm going