mia - Intellectual

[Intro]

(S-S-S-Swish)

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah

Hope your still awake

When I call you

Know it's getting late

Since the comeback (Yeah)

Hope you don't feel a way

Bitch, I'm goin' MIA

She want me to feel the same, 'bout her

If I call you my gang, you gon' get a plate, on God

It don't matter what I say

Lil' bitch, suck my soul away (Yeah)

Huh, huh, huh

Yeah, I got smoke, then we can match it up

In the kitchen with a spatula

I got cash, been coming in like yeah

I got money, crash the fuckin' truck

Just like Madden, nigga you get trucked, yeah

My new bitch, she bad as fuck

It's okay, shit, I'ma fuck it up

Brand new bag, yeah, I'ma fuck it up

Lil' bro went out sad, that nigga fuckin' up

I ain't finna stop this mother fucking grind, 'til my whole gang rich, until we fuckin' up

Hoe just wanna suck me, fuck me all the time

Bitch I just want my money, can't get not enough

Niggas they so fake, I could see right through these bitches, what the fuck?

Used to call me lame, now they send them groupie bitches tryna fuck