Let Up! - Intellectual

[Intro]

Yeah, yeah, yeah (Summrs, haha)

Shawty, she want a new bag

We gon' hop right in that Jag

I'm smokin' right outta the pound

Smokin' that, all of that gas

Baby, I know that you down

Realest thing I ever had, yeah

Baby girl, I miss you, baby girl, I miss you

Come back to me, baby girl, let's take a trip

Smokin' right outta the pound, smokin' right outta the zip

.223 got rounds, got that bitch right on my hip

And I'm havin' that count, lil' bitch, I'm havin' that grip

I fell in love with that lean, I fell in love with the strips

Yeah, I'm talkin' blue strips

Baby girl, let's get fucked, let's get fucked up, up in the club

The lean spillin' out my cup

Might fuck around and get fucked, might fuck around and get ducked

If I see you tryna to play me, I'm fuckin' 'round with these dubs

Everything I see is HD, 'cause I'm off of these drugs

Baby, you know you my baby, yeah, I could never let up

Everything I see is HD, 'cause I'm off of these drugs

Baby, you know you my baby, yeah, I could never let up (Yeah, hey, oh, yeah)