Bool - Intellectual

[Intro]

(Perfect)

I ran through a thousand dollars

Ran through a thousand bottles

Yeah, rob city, yeah, lost city, yeah

I'm banging the gang and it red

You play with the Six and you're dead

For the gang tag, yeah, yeah, red rag (Red)

You know I'm rockin' the Bool

You play at this shit and you're through

I left her on read, I gave her the boot

I stay rockin' red but hundreds all blue

Can feel on these dreads, but don't touch the tool

You know I got a loose screw

I'm in a hotbox, you hear the vroom

You know what that money make her do

Throw a few hundreds, I threw a few cash

I'm losing my mind, I gotta get it back

You know that money up for grabs

You know these hoes up for grabs

You know I'm above the first class

You know that your bitch throwing it back (Brrt)

You know that your bitch throwing it back

Slide for it, gotta get it in cash

You play with this shit, I'ma throw on a mask

[?] got it stuck in her mouth, got it stuck in her jaw

I been riding round running lap, laps with the slatt, slatts

Shawty, let me come hit from the back, back

Then I beat it up, I get it wet, wet