3-D Lyfe - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

Yeah they know I go hard

Step to the scene they freeze like Nardwuar

Yeah see me in the air like Go star

New bag on me bitch this Goyard

Ouu I got no problems homie

Yeah new bad bitch she slide on me

She take her time get real sloppy

Got a nigga like me seeing 3D

Yeah I'ma just run it up

Run it up Run it up

I'ma run it up

I'ma run it up baby I don't give a fuck

[Verse 2]

Getting them racks in

No, I can not give it up

Shawty wanna come slide with a real one

I'ma have to show hеr something

I make the monеy twerk

She go berserk

I need a boost bitch give me a perc

I need your friend too

I'ma go mental

All in her head like some mother-fucking Cantu

I'm just here for the vibes

Sorry not sorry you know I can not lie

Walk in the city with my guys

You know I had to turn it up a notch

We get live in this bitch

Start to mobbing and shit

I just picked the motion up we bout to crash in this bitch yeah

[Verse 3]

Uhh

I'm bout to pop my shit like this oh yeah

Put a nigga in a box I'ma hop out I'ma get loose

See me in a all black cream coupe

Suicide doors okay yuh yeah

Get to the money get paid

Young nigga like me? Ain't no way

There's always a way

I'm taking this shit day by day

I hear all the hate I don't care tho

I want the riches like pharaoh

I need a whole lot of zeros

Spin again

I'ma just spin again

I'm feeling like Uzi my twin though

Sit back rolling up endo

Too much smoke open a window

Feeling good she want to feel my wood

I'ma pop her hood

We gon' fly we gon' fly away we gon' touch the sun

We gon' fly we gon' fly away

We gon' fly we gon' fly away we gon' touch the sun

We gon' touch the sun