Intelligent Nigga

[Intro] Yeah (yeah) Pull up my pants on these niggas Yeah (Yeah) Woo (Woo) Pull up my pants on these niggas (Oyy) (Watcha say) Look [Chorus] Intelligent nigga But they love me on this trap shit I said: "I do I for the Viiiiine" Now I do it for the ratchets Every time I hit the booth That's a brand new classic That's why I'm killing these niggas Put the nail in the casket Intelligent nigga But they love me on this trap shit I said: "I do I for the Viiiiine" Now I do it for the ratchets City on standstill I got a hoe to do a backflip And I ain't gotta do it But I'm looking like the number one draft pick [Verse 1] Look look look I said niggas wasn't around when I dropped Now I roll around when they drop They wanna be down, I'll pop Don't you know I worked for this shit? Niggas think I found what I got Back when I wasn't important Niggas wasn't supporting, man Niggas just doubted a lot But I've been the man in the house since 4, my nigga Niggas couldn't count on my pops Now I roll around in the drop Then the block, down top Screaming hit 'em up, niggas always Pac when he sayin' I could take a picture with your bitch right now But you wouldn't see nothing, but the top over here Call up my phone about yo bitch nigga Hold up right there, nigga stop what you're saying All of my shirts got K's on the back So niggas know that I'm not with to play Aw man Party? Got another one Pussy niggas ain't see it coming, like a sucker punch Eyes in the store with the bitches in the honeybunch Don't know where I stay, but they fear where I'm coming from Yeah Bust it open, bend it over, bring it back You know daddy gon' like it like that I don't lie, girl, I only state facts And I ain't tricking on you, I don't got it like that I’m a [Chorus] Intelligent nigga But they love me on this trap shit I said: "I do I for the Viiiiine" Now I do it for the ratchets City on standstill I got a hoe to do a backflip And I ain’t gotta do it But I’m looking like the number one draft pick [Verse 2] Hella Bent, hella faded, from a city with niggas that never made it Couple songs got the nigga hood famous Fuck the DJ that had my shit and never played it My nigga, this my nigga’s money Never rearrange it Got some liquor and some strippers Got it looking like it’s Vegas That ain’t my baby, baby I ain’t finna claim it No glove, no love, and it’s word to Gary Payton Look Pussy niggas, I don’t wanna get along with you All you rappers, I don’t wanna do a song with you I can tell, you niggas is sweet And I ain’t want nobody getting the wrong picture You ain’t gay, [?] pussy yet? Bitch, what’s wrong with you You could only be fucking two people, girl And that’s either me or the wrong nigga Bunch of bills, pay ‘em when i need ‘em Girl butt naked, layin’ in my DM Niggas hatin’ on me often, the AM to the PM But you see what I’m saying, now I’m saying when I see ‘em Talking like birds, and then chickening out Squad right here, we tryna figure it out You tried tying us down, she still giving it out One thing I never give a hoe is the benefit of the doubt ‘Cause I’m a [Chorus] Intelligent nigga But they love me on this trap shit I said: "I do I for the Viiiiine" Now I do it for the ratchets City on standstill I got a hoe to do a backflip And I ain’t gotta do it But I’m looking like the number one draft pick [Verse 3] (Aaaargh) ‘Lotta money on this side Look how we going through it I see problems on y’all end Look like y’all niggas going through it Don’t nobody wanna listen to it Y’all niggas make boring music Said you got a mixtape coming out But guess what? Ain’t nobody looking forward to it What I’m doing? Running ‘round, getting money What you doing? Sitting there, looking funny I think he mad, I see one of his bitches on me I got something that you want? Come and get it from me Riding ‘round, 'til my shit is on "E!" Niggas sitting down, still talking ‘bout me I’ll be damnned if a bitch make a nigga love me ‘Cause everything moving Made this album, go and eat (Ah) Nigga I was making bangers [?] Vito said: “We the last ones left” I feel like real niggas is endangered Aw yeah, it’s all for the set You know the motto: “No fear, no regrets” Tell somebody to come and cut your check ‘Cause when I’m coming through the speaker dirty sound like sex, nigga I had to be looking like [Chorus] Intelligent nigga (Yeah, yeah) But they love me on this trap shit I said: "I do I for the Viiiiine" Now I do it for the ratchets Sitting on a stand still I got a hoe to do a backflip And I ain’t gotta do it But I’m looking like the number one draft pick