Intro - Intellectual

[Intro]

Ayy, ayy

Swipey

Ayy, ayy

(Clyad)

Damn, fuck, they don't love me no more?

Ayy, ayy

[Chorus]

Y'all the ones that I do this shit for (Woo)

Made a name, I had to kick in that door (Kick it)

By myself, I had to kick in that door (Kick it)

Fuck, they don't love me no more? (Swipey)

The fuck, they don't love me no more? (Swipey)

Made a name, I had to kick in that door (Woo)

Whole city know I kicked in that door (Woo)

[Verse]

Whole city know I kicked in that door (Swipey)

'Member nights I used to sleep on the floor (Woo)

In the kitchen, work the pot 'til I'm sore (Woo)

In the trap, don't speak 'bout nothing you saw (Woo)

I ain't rich, but I know I ain't poor (Woo)

Niggas hatin', that's a broke-nigga sport

Went to sleep, I had a dream 'bout a Porsche (Skrrt, skrrt)

Woke up, had to ride the bike to the store

If I go broke, it's back to selling that torch (Gas)

Turnt the fuck up, I stay lit like a torch (Lit)

Late night, shootin' dice on the porch (Craps)

Flip the money, I ain't comin' up short (Flip)

Summertime, I got it tucked in my shorts (Baow)

Keep a hammer like the judge in the court (Woo)

Fuck these niggas, my heart cold as up north (Woo)

Young nigga, got a lot on my fork (Brr)

Smoke so much, sometimes, it fuck up my thoughts (Gas)

Smokin' heavy, smokin' strong like a horse

Might just eat the pussy up when I'm hoarse (Lick it)

Master Yoda, I'm the man with the force

Ooh, I done found a bitch with that torch (Ooh)

Ooh, all these bad bitches adore me (Ooh)

Hell yeah, I fucked that bitch with some morphine (Ooh, ooh)

Good dope burn your eyes like some chlorine (Ah, ah)

I don't care about no Instagram followers (No)

Most these niggas hatin' and they some followers (Yeah)

Most these bitches bougie and they some swallowers (Ooh)

Worried 'bout me, get your dollars up (Bands)

Real niggas still pop our collars up (Ah)

Gettin' money, so now they wan' target us (Huh?)

Don't test me, you know you ain't smart as us (No)

Call up Swift with the fifth, he demolish you (Glaow)

Pockets filled up with wap, that's that Fetty (Wap)

Throw that money in her face like confetti (Bands)

Kevin Hart, I don't think that bitch was ready (Lil' bitch)

Straight out the trenches, my young niggas ready (Yo, yo)

Run up on me, turn your shit to spaghetti (Baow)

Smokin' Kisha like the bitch off of Belly (Gas)

Take my shirt off, I might flex like I'm Nelly (Flex)

Whip out and piss on that bitch like R. Kelly (Woo)

Pop me a pill, I'm gon' roll like I'm Kelly (Roll)

Sippin' on lean, it go straight to my belly (Woah)

Cold on the block, better go get you a Helly (Brr)

I want that bread like peanut butter jelly (Ah)

Brrt, brrt, that's a call on my celly (Hello?)

Hatin' on me, but you ain't even met me (Huh?)

Flex on bitches, probably why they gon' sweat me (Flex, flex)

Like a chain, she gon' neck me (Neck me)

Pockets full of green, I'm healthy (I'm healthy)

Your pockets broke, they screamin', "Help me" (You're broke)

But how the fuck I'm 'posed to help you? (Huh?)

You should pitch some work like you Babe Ruth (Dope)

I just play with words like I'm Dr. Seuss (Woo)

Call your bitch, she blow me like a flute (Blow me)

Millie came through, Twinny came through (Woo)

We ran a train, it went choo (Ooh)

Ah, I'm sick, lil' bitch got the flu

Ah, get out my whip, you's a fool (Ah)

I got the deuce in my boot, hey (The boot)

You need a bird, give a hoot, hey (Brr)

Everything on me is new (Hey)

Hundreds, they on me, they blue (Hey)

I could give a fuck about you (Hey)

But that's just some shit I don't do (Swipey)

[Chorus]

Y'all the ones that I do this shit for (Woo)

Made a name, I had to kick in that door (Kick it)

By myself, I had to kick in that door (Kick it)

Fuck, they don't love me no more? (Swipey)

The fuck, they don't love me no more? (Swipey)

Made a name, I had to kick in that door (Woo)

Whole city know I kicked in that door (Woo)

[Outro]

(Clyad)