2 - Intellectual

[Chorus]

Would I fuck yo' ho? That shit depends

I'm with two bad bitches, off the X, they say they twins

I'm with three bad bitches, out the A, they say they friends

.223, new mag in the back of the Jag', new ACOG with new lens

That shit got old

This is no Lamb' truck, this shit Rolls

They put me on camera, say, "Twin, pose"

Nigga went and ran up, then got froze

Fuck is a two man, I don't got hoes

I'm with my girlfriend, nigga gettin' dough

I'm with my Mexican nigga, Kickdoe

Red Glock, tetris, nigga swing pole

Tryna act like you say shit, nigga got ho'd

[Verse]

Nigga got pressed

Yeah, bad bitch take X'

Tryna claim bad pussy, boy, trip set

Went and got cash, had to go again, flex

I gotta get back for the shit that you did

Can't comе back if you switch on the kid

G ProMag with a switch on the kit

I ain't went brokе, dropped a bag on my bitch

I ain't went broke, dropped a bag on her wrist

Think you shit, just got assist

Back of the whip, clutchin' that stick

Twin off the Xanax, shoot at yo' bricks

Ship it off, FedEx, wrap up a brick

This where yo' head at?

Call up the plug, "Where it's at? Where the bread at?"

Nigga tryna hit? Okay, bet, could've said that

Shoot out the whip, hit his back, hit a head tap

I'm might down the line, but I ain't gettin' drunk

Only rachet hoes, she just snort the line, this lil' bitch gettin' crunk

Where that package, though? Lil' bruh, kick in with fire, it leave a nigga slow

This a trackie, ho, this not no normal ride and I threw y'all in that faux

You fuckin' tacky hoes

You internet as fuck, you cap, you just an average joe

I linked this ho, I bend her back and then I'm back at home

This ProMag G hold 21, I'm not no savage bro

She narcissistic as the fuck, she got them taxes, though