That Feeling - Intellectual

[Chorus: Amber Lowe]

When I get that feelin, I get high to the ceeling

Smokin and chillin

Smokin on some Cali, focus on the money, like a nigga off an Addi

True to the game, came through in a white Coope, white as Cocaine

Swopped out the Rolls, two homies shouting they no No Limmit soldier

My cous say Yolo

I'm blowin on Jalato, I got a nigga in the choakhold

When I get that feelin, I get high to the ceeling

Smokin and chillin

’I'm rich, bitch, hip hop Rick James

When I'm dead and gone, remember a nigga name

Never heard of ya, why you tryna clame gang

I’m a marshin, and we are not the same

And I double park, when I pull up to the lane

And I talk like a pimp, bitch, I need the cane

Get high, talkin higher than a plane

Everyday the same ruteen, the same thang

I wanna pop a pill, I wanna smoke and chill

And I drive the Mozzerati like a Coope de-vil

When I get that feelin, I get high to the ceeling

Smokin and chillin