Code Red - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

Shit I'm into, you don't even wanna know

You know niggas get they shit knocked off for thinkin' shit a joke

My money long, plus, my bitch bad as hell, get her what she want

Know they thought I was gon' stay in jail, came home with fifty on me

Touch you, better not have youngin whack him just for lookin' funny

Cuddy call home like he rappin', what, we finally gettin' somewhere?

Hoes be wack as hell, every day, I'm deletin' hoes' numbers

Once I'm done with a bitch, I'm puttin' my lil' brother on her

Play and get took down, soon as I up mine, he goin' to sleep

Nigga mad 'causе he got slimed, you ain't no certifiеd tweaker

Know this nigga with one eye, he still woke when he be sleep, damn

I post in my DM, bitch wanna be my BM

Project baby all the way, I trap right where the fiends at

YBN, can't turn my life around, bitch, I'm too deep in

R.I.P. my nigga Keis, cuz got clapped up by his own mans

Keep playin' with my cheese like I ain't me, aight, code red

Another nigga playin', that's another nigga dead

For years, I've been hearin' niggas sayin' they on my head

Niggas ain't built for this shit at all, get in that bitch and tell

I ain't gotta tell bro when to shoot, he out his shit for real

Remember I grew up listenin' to Gucci, now he tappin' in

P.O. called my phone the other day, I still ain't drop yet

Fuck you, nigga, you don't like my music, I don't even care

Rather shoot it out, like fuck the cops, I can't go back to jail

Lil' bro ain't bounce out with that Drac', I probably'd be dead

Fucked 'em up, I beat a couple cases, now this real rap

Tether on my leg in a high-speed, they think he bound to crash

She don't fuck with me, I hoe her ass, make a bitch feel bad