unknown - Intellectual

‎[Intro]

Unknown, unknown

We could just take it slow

I know what you want

You just gotta come close

Oh, oh-oh-oh

Uh, uh-uh-uh, uh

[Verse]

Yeah, yeah-yeah

Yeah, you just gotta go and keep it real with me

Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah

Go and roll windows down, let's feel the breeze

Yeah, huh-uh

And I ain't beefin' with no nigga, that's under me

Yeah, uh-uh

And I like breakin' bitches hearts, this shit fun to me, yeah

One-way flight to Paris, France

I think I fell in love again

It take a lot for you to mean somethin' to me

Not every bitch got that luxury

I don't got shit else to say but you special

Bitches from my past that you know I gotta let go

She hear me talkin' shit, finna skip to the next song

Got a whole lot of bullshit on my mental

Got a whole lot of these thoughts, wanna say somethin'

I just wanna fuck on ya face from the neck up

I cannot fuck with no thot givin' neck up

Feelin' heartsick, yeah, I need a checkup

I need a checkup

I can't forget ya

Uh-uh-uh

Uh-huh-uh, huh-uh

Uh-uh, huh-huh-uh

Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah