WHOLELOTTARED! - Intellectual

[Intro: aside van coke]

Hmm Hmm, Run it back

Hit up the plug, tryna hit up the plug

Tryna up the plug

Tryna up the plug, tryna hit up the plug

Tryna up the plug

Tryna up the plug, tryna hit up the plug

Tryna up the plug (I need ten)

Tryna up the plug, I need ten blunts

I been feelin' down, tryna kiss the sky

I been feelin' cold, tryna hop the sun

Niggas be dying, I jumped out the house

Whole lotta red, it's blood in the streets

Whole lotta red, I feel like carti and shit

Shawty wanna fuck, she fein on me and shit

Uh uh uh uh, type shit

I'm bout to hit the plug bro, I'm bout to get high

I'm City number though, I'm bout to kick fire

My girl is old school like the iphone 5

You know when I phone her she standin' outside

You standin' on business? that shit ain't got profit

My plug shit slap like a genie at the osscars

Your plug shit cap, not talking Steve Rogers

You wi-fi gangsters on instagram live

I find that shit funny, you niggas is dummy

I'm tryna get money, you tryna get clout

My cup got muddy, my eyes got chubby

You niggas real oppy, don't know what ya'll bout

I been sippin' red I feel like Carti and shit

But I keep my shirt on when the hoes stop breathing

Tired'a gettin' caught tryna squeeze up the funds

Now I keep it tucked 'less I hit up the plug