Boppin’ - Intellectual

[Intro]

Yea that bitch boppin'

Yea that bitch toppin'

[Verse 1]

Nigga always get to copping that gas

Bad bitch come bring that ass

Over here

Skinny bitch built up like a deer

Lame ass niggas not getting near

Fuck these bitches, that's why a nigga rotate every year

I do what I do and I do that shit quick

Throw up that cash just to make your bitch split

Roll up that gas just to do some shit

No, I can't pass if I'm fucking a bad bitch

[Chorus]

I'm living life like it's nothing

He want smoke, but he's ducking

Fuck that bitch if she ain't fucking

Got my cards, then I start shuffling

Look at your bitch, I'm fucking her face

Get this money, I do it all day

Running these bands, Running these bands, like nigga who tryna bust a play?

Ah, ee, these bitches are new

Twin sisters, Imma deal with all two

Look at your mom she doing her dance, she off the shit so I pass her to the crew

[Verse 2]

I'm chilling on cruise

Chilling with your bitch, now I got her in the mood

Bad bitch so I knock it loose

A real nigga gon' drink her juice

A real nigga gon' make her ooze

Get it right, then jump in the pool

Catch a flight, you know what to do

Hot ass bitches, looking like June

[Bridge]

(Rodshoo!)

[Verse 3]

Say it all the time, but they ain't feeling what I mean

Niggas ain't real, they never what they seem

These niggas taking pills and they Sprite green

I'm going up the hill and I'm bringing the team

I'm bringing every nigga that ain't ever did me wrong

And bringing all my niggas that hopped on a song

And especially my niggas who won't scared to hit the bong

We grinding everyday, so the come up will be strong