ECKO+ - Intellectual

[Intro]

Stixx murdered this beat

[Chorus: lluvuisaiah]

Walk in the club with some bad ass hoes

Girl, they bad to the bone

Walk out the trap, and I ship me them bowls

Bitch, you smokin' on strong

Walk in the bank, and I pull out a 50 ball

Cause I pick up and load

Off of this motherfuckin' drank

And I'm nodding off Girl, I'm already slow

Niggas tryna set me up, tryna run off with that pint

But I cut it with K-roll

I know that he mad, his main hoe trickin' for me

She really just do what I say so

What the fuck you know about

Mixin' them truey jeans With the motherfuckin' ecko

Damn, we stackin' the dough like it's Legos

Damn, we stackin' the bread like it's Eggos

[Verse: lluvuisaiah]

I count up the cash, I count up dinero

My Hands on her ass, so she bounce like a pogo

She givin' me brain freeze, just like a motherfuckin' froyo

Got her motherfuckin' masters in throatology

She a motherfuckin' throat goat

Got her stuck on her knees, like she prayin' to allah

But she givin' me good throat

Double O, motherfuckin' baby, I stick to the code

[Verse 2: WHYBG]

Yeah, double 07, I stick to the code And you already know

And I'm ballin' so hard, I might just up this score

And I stay on go

And my brothers, you know they be flashin them poles

Man they so throwed, move like some pros

If I got the bag, I'ma blow

[Bridge: WHYBG]

Riding the spaceship coupe In the back, and she eat me like soup

And I'm stackin' up all our hunduns I'm 1of1, yeah, I stay with my troops

Yeah, shawty, she blowin' my fun, yeah She smell like onion, she get the boot

And this life that i live just begun, yeah And I'm goin' up and I gotta stay true

Yeah, we goin' up and we gonna take over

And he try to address the gang

But he cannot hang Yeah, that boy a poser

A lot of these goofies be lame Can't stay in their lane

Just want some exposure

I'm Goin' straight off of the brain

Try gang, I'ma bang, put you on a poster

[Verse 3: WHYBG]

Bro pourin' 4's in his soda

Never needed no help, I'ma do it myself

Yeah, I already know I'ma blow up

Yeah, it's good for my health, worry about, my wealth

Yeah, I'm just tryna get my dough up

Crosses around, yeah, I'm blessed

And I ball like Steph, wanna look at his flex

Get a close-up, ha, yeah, gang