Die Trying - Intellectual

[Chorus]

These hoes treat me like a MVP

Leanin' off of 'Hardt, bitch, I can't sip no MGP

Gotta keep that stick, I feel like cowboy, niggas envy me

Your bitch a thot, I told her, "Eat, eat" (I told her, "Eat")

Diamonds looking cloudy, boy, you know them is some CZs

She gon' fuck the gang, she go around like a Frisbee

Slidin' in a big body Uber in your city

Gettin' rich or die trying, bitch, I feel like 50

Draco got a drum and it hold about fifty

In my city, bitch, they treat my like I'm Poppa Biggie

I call up Slime D, shoot you in your back like Ricky

No cap

These niggas ain't real, they just rap

You know you ain't my slime, you ain't my slatt

She know I got these racks

These niggas sneak dissing like they don't know how to act

Get inside that pussy, she say, "I don't know how to act"

Call me Travis Porter, bitch, I'm turnt up to the max

I ain't nothing like y'all

Niggas hating on me, don't wanna see me ball

They don't wanna see me ball

Who could I call?

Uh-uh-uh-uh

I ain't nothing like y'all

Stand on ten toes, I stand tall

Pop a Percocet, got me leanin' like Paul Wall

Fuck a bad bitch, then you know I block her call

She say I'm the shit like a bathroom stall

Extended clips, it'd get you gone

Why you flexing shit that you don't own?

Why you copy everything that I'm on?

My bitch, she called my phone like, when I'm coming home? (When I'm coming home?)