Rolling Loud - Intellectual

[Intro: Iz Bo]

Iz Bo

I ain't nowhere near Miami, but we rolling loud

Try to act tough around your family, we close shit down

I introduced this bitch to my family, she hold shit down

If we walk in with these poles, bet your bro sit down

Stan walked in with a pint, that's my focus now

I fell in love with weed, we gettin' married, she my closest now

I'll beat a bitch down, ain't text back, yeah, I'm ghostin' now

Everybody on the ride, so we can't tell who the closest now

Treat you like your mama, whip your ass 'cause you was showin' out

Niggas think they good through tinted glass, we finna blow it down

Baby think the head good 'cause it's fast, I told her slow it down

I be smokin' 'za, you smokin' grass, you need to throw it out

Pour the Hi-Tech in a glass every time my bougie ho in town

I'ma turn around fast, bitch, if you don't drop the lo' in time

Everybody got a gun, it ain't no reason for you holdin' mine

I'ma let you see my face when I drop you, it ain't no disguise

I got the chopper shakin' like tambourines

Whole city come shop 'cause the raw is clean

Niggas know I'ma face, I don't pass the weed

I just paid a hundred for an eighth of some rapper weed

I'm in line and my nigga came after me

On the road, I keep them hitters, they backin' me

And I keep an FN on my hip, ain't no jackin' me

I got scammers workin' for me like faculty

And we all stick together like scamily

Add a punch to Apple Pay as a strategy

I could bring you back to Earth like gravity

Her baby daddy dead broke, that's reality

I got a hundred K in cash actually

I couldn't cap in my raps, that's factually

I'ma run it up and give the money to Majesty

I'ma stuff a whole two zips in this grabba leaf

Bitch, I be around, I be rollin' out the pound

Keep some bad hoes around, finna beat 'em to the ground

My nigga out of town, we finna meet at Rolling Loud

Where the hoes? I'm finna scout, I'm tryna fuck 'em in the mouth

I'm plugged down south, I ain't never seen a drought

Niggas know I shoot it out, drop a hundred, then I'm out

I hate when niggas talkin' foul, K takin' niggas out

My cousin locked, let him out, I hate when niggas chasin' clout