Cry - Intellectual

[Chorus: rexv2]

Bitch, I'ma slide

Twin, he might up his fire

You ain't seen no fuckin' TEC, you might fuckin' cry

Bitch boy, youse a fuckin' fan, fuck up off my live

Cut this hoe out of my circle, fuck up out my life

Why you had to slime the kid? Why you did me trife?

You ain't really done shit, you just brought the hype

And I fucked on your lil' bitch, I fucked on that hoe twice

Rat ass nigga, mice, she take white like lines

I get fly like kite, fuck his hoe, I might, I might dunk his hoe tonight

Diamonds lookin' bright, huh, future lookin' bright

Plug, he get me right, tryna face this whole 3.5

[Verse 1: rexv2]

Told this hoe she need me, bitch, I'm way too geeky

You too treeshy, said this treesh hoe tryna leak mе

Yeah, she a freebie, in thе cut I'm lookin' creepy

Flex all day, like weekly, I just made five bands too easy, ha

Aye, I caught a opp and put fire to his face, I took a break, I'll slide in a day

Shawty, she tryna fuck, tryn' be my mate, shawty, she tryna fuck, tryn' be my bae

Call up my lil' slime, pick me up in LA, I'm going up, bitch, I hope and I pray

I'm going up, lil hoe, this year our fate, cops tryna track me, they can't get a trace

[Verse 2: Maajins]

Yo, yo, bringing them cars out, I'm tryn' race

Dunkin' on niggas like Blake Griff', hand the L out, mixtape

Niggas tight like retwist, on my swag, they not on nothin'

I step on boys like deep shit, pussy boy tryna plot on some'

Yeah, do them niggas, time is up

Prada boots on, buckle up, he tryn' chat, bitch suck my nuts

You ain't getting in trouble that much, you had a bag and you fucked it up

Drop my shit, who you tryn' chat on? He get punched like grabba, blunt

Shit too raw, like, this real rap, he say he got hit, it's bap

Pussy nigga, I'm waiting on it, I got folks that'll get you-, Shhh

He talk lil', why get up on him?

He got sauce, we cut his tap

Move around tac', DBIC, million bucks up on that map

[Chorus: rexv2 & Maajins]