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