Solar Flare - Intellectual

[Intro]

Yeah, yeah, yeah

My bitches come in pairs

Shinin' bright like a solar flare

They won't pull up on me they too scared

Heard they hatin' on me, like who that there

Never heard of him, so I do not care

AK got a drum, yeah it got a snare

Lean really slow me down like a snail

I'm the plug, yeah, weight it on the scale

Free my plug, yeah, free him out of jail

Junkie hit me then, I'm a make a sale

Ice water wet, yeah, I'm bout to set sail

Makin' this money, make this money, man I swear

Sorry but my pack too loud I couldn't hear

Oh you gettin' money too then let's have a cheers

Have a toast to this lean, cause we don't sip beer

Yeah, man, you already know that

Leave him in the past, yeah, turn 'em to a throwback

That's your girl, when I see her she gone throw it back

Bro said "what came in the mail?" That's my new gat

And I just picked up some new pack

How long do you think til I smoke through the whole thing?

I ain't never really care what no fuckin' hoe think

Always in the trapspot, yeah that's where I be posted