Down Bad! - Intellectual

[Intro]

(Motorsport)

I can't get you out my mind (Ayo, TOMMI, turn it up, let's get it)

I can't get you out my mind, leave me alone

You was actin' so damn shy, now you blowin' my phone

Look just what you started, bitch

Now, the whole gang, we need Ferraris, bitch

I'ma really die lit, I feel like Carti, bitch

And you can tell it's [?] soon as that card, it hit

Now you want Bacardi, bitch

You been flowin' so much off that water, you been startin' shit

Rockin' Cartier, you know that me and you the opposite

I done grew up pretty rough and you that ain't stoppin' it, no

Had to get a bag

Just to make my haters mad

Had to flex on they ass

I got all this shit that I really never had

Why you want me down bad? Down bad

I just want a new Jag', a new Jag'

She said that I'm down bad, it's so sad

Pull up in a new coupe, too fast

They be like, "Who's that? Who's that?"

Who's that that be bendin' my block?

If you with him, then you finna catch some shots, now

And you know I got red dots

Green dot when I hit him in his heart, no (Whoo)

I can't get you out my mind, leave me alone

You was actin' so damn shy, now you blowin' my phone

Now you blowin' my phone

You won't leave me alone

Yeah, oh-oh