Tech Tech - Intellectual

[Intro]

Yeah, yeah

All these bitches on a nigga 'cause they know my clout up

Her boyfriend so fuckin' tight, his bitch club, it get shot up

Sheck Wes, man, I'm comin' through, 50 Locs and 40 toes

When I get back to USA, man, I'ma do like 40 hoes

They locked me up in Africa, and they cut a nigga head

When I first got to Africa, all the people, man, they stared, man

Everywhere I go they talkin' shit, but I don't care

'Cause, man, I don't talk no shit, we about that action here

Oh my God, it's Sheck Wes, he's so dark and so attractive

These bitches got loose lips 'cause they know that Sheck Wes packin'

My toes they not vegan, all hoes eat beef, man

After one night with Sheck Wes, all the bitches be beefin'

Man I used to model, Sheck Wes hit the runways

Sheck Wes, I stopped modellin', my mama called me gay-gay

Man, I ain't stop modellin' 'cause Sheck Wes, I get paid, paid

I just call my agent, we just count up all the mon-ey

Sheck Wes, he so ignorant, you can't tell that nigga nothin'

These niggas would get so fly with they pockets havin' nothin'

They just be gettin' fly 'cause they like to be frontin'

My teeth be no chicken wings, it's a 6-piece, I be frontin'

I'ma get my mom a crib, I'ma get my daddy bread

I'ma get my sister a whip 'cause they just always been there

I'ma get my hood new courts, I'ma get my hood new parks

'Cause I remember beatin' doors 'cause them gangsters was movin' rock

I remember when niggas was united, they was only shootin' cops

Now these niggas beefin' over bitches, so they shoot at blocks

If it ain't no money or my defense, I ain't shootin' Glocks

'Cause a bitch ain't put no bread up on my shoes, my chain, and watch