Chateau - Intellectual

[Chorus]

I got hella guap, I got hella bands

Shawty gon' fuck with me me and I'ma make her dance

I told the bitch, "I keep a Glock"

Yeah, I talk a lot of shit

Say you wanted smoke, red beam aiming at the populace

Ayy, different bitches, she gon' fuck for fame

Shit ain't never change

Bag up, now I'm switchin' lanes, shit don't feel the same

From a different planet, I'm a Martian, move retarded

Ayy, she a fan, she gon' fuck on cam', I'ma leak it

Ayy, fuckboy, I don't need a reason

If that's yo' bitch, then you could keep her

Not my type but I might treat her

Oh, she want Viviеnne, I got it

Chrome Hearts all summеr, what a bummer

You's a bum, you need ya luck up

I got rich, they think I lucked up

In reality, you fucked up

If you want it, then get with it

Told that bitch she not no different

For the streets, slim picking

She don't get it, so I put it in a message

Regardless, go get yo' bread in

And she forever indebted like—