Bite Me - Intellectual

[Intro]

Ooh

Yeah, yeah

Ooh, yeah

[Chorus]

Yeah, she's tryna fight me, bite me

Tryna give you all I have, make you my bitch

Baby, fuck the club, yeah, I'm tired

I don't want your love, It's too private, uh

Two reasons why you should be mine

Number one, you ain't never been high like me

Your man ain't fly like me

[Verse 1]

But she suckin' on me, I keep slappin' her face

I keep goin' up and now I'm on top of the place

'Fore I talk to her gotta ask for her age

And my jeans, Balmain, it came with some paint

I done made a lot, but I still feel the same

I done fucked your bitch, I don't make her my main sh—

Hidin' nothin', I just hope she don't faint

I just popped one and I'm feelin' the same

But she suckin' on me, I keep slappin' her face

I keep goin' up and now I'm on top of the place

'Fore I talk to her, gotta ask her her age

And my jeans Balmain, it came with some paint

[Chorus]

Yeah, she's tryna fight me, wanna bite me

Tryna give you all I have, make you my bitch

Baby, fuck the club, yeah, I'm tired

I don't want your love, It's too private, uh

Two reasons why you should be mine

Number one, you ain't never been high like me

Your man ain't fly like me

[Bridge]

Uh, I keep thinkin' that you want it outside

Open up, you don't have to be shy, my baby

I don't got enough time, my baby

[Verse 2]

Let's just stick to the plan and go back to mine

Got a couple bands on me, I ain't trapped in sand

Got a couple hands on me, then I bagged the shit

Got your bitch on my dick and made you mad as shit

I just rolled one, now I'm high as shit

There's some drugs in my cup, now I'm flyin' bitch

Let's just keep it short, baby, I don't got time for shit

What you tryna snort, baby? I'ma tie your bitch up