Intelligent n*gga lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah (yeah)
Pull up my pants on these n*ggas
Yeah (Yeah)
Woo (Woo)
Pull up my pants on these n*ggas (Oyy)
(Watcha say)
Look

[Chorus]
Intelligent n*gga
But they love me on this trap sh*t
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 n*ggas
Put the nail in the casket
Intelligent n*gga
But they love me on this trap sh*t
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 n*ggas 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 sh*t?
n*ggas think I found what I got
Back when I wasn't important
n*ggas wasn't supporting, man
n*ggas just doubted a lot
But I've been the man in the house since 4, my n*gga
n*ggas couldn't count on my pops
Now I roll around in the drop
Then the block, down top
Screaming hit 'em up, n*ggas always Pac when he sayin'
I could take a picture with your b*tch right now
But you wouldn't see nothing, but the top over here
Call up my phone about yo b*tch n*gga
Hold up right there, n*gga stop what you're saying
All of my shirts got K's on the back
So n*ggas know that I'm not with to play
Aw man
Party? Got another one
pus*y n*ggas ain't see it coming, like a sucker punch
Eyes in the store with the b*tches 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 n*gga
But they love me on this trap sh*t
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 n*ggas that never made it
Couple songs got the n*gga hood famous
f*ck the DJ that had my sh*t and never played it
My n*gga, this my n*gga’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
pus*y n*ggas, I don’t wanna get along with you
All you rappers, I don’t wanna do a song with you
I can tell, you n*ggas is sweet
And I ain’t want nobody getting the wrong picture
You ain’t gay, [?] pus*y yet?
b*tch, what’s wrong with you
You could only be f*cking two people, girl
And that’s either me or the wrong n*gga
Bunch of bills, pay ‘em when i need ‘em
Girl butt naked, layin’ in my DM
n*ggas 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 n*gga
But they love me on this trap sh*t
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 n*ggas going through it
Don’t nobody wanna listen to it
Y’all n*ggas 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 b*tches on me
I got something that you want? Come and get it from me
Riding ‘round, 'til my sh*t is on "E!"
n*ggas sitting down, still talking ‘bout me
I’ll be damnned if a b*tch make a n*gga love me
‘Cause everything moving
Made this album, go and eat (Ah)
n*gga I was making bangers
[?]
Vito said: “We the last ones left”
I feel like real n*ggas 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, n*gga
I had to be looking like

[Chorus]
Intelligent n*gga (Yeah, yeah)
But they love me on this trap sh*t
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