Function - Intellectual

[Verse 1: 2ndsamuel]

Dripped out at the function

Looking fresher than what’s next

I’m out here stuntin'

Dripped out at the luncheon

Got hot chicken on my plate we out here munchin'

Ooh baby got the spec

Keep it chill I send a check

We double check you if you tryna steal all of this ice up off my neck

Lose my grip I never flex

And my scene I rep the set

It’s obscene how all these ops want steal my flow and scrap my recs

But I stay on the grind and they perplexed

They stayin' vexed when I call game and hittin' nothing but the net

She said we going out tonight like it’s a bet

This beat too sick I’ll call the vet before the neighborhood gets rabies and then sues me for my neck

I wrecked the ‘vette outside Mercedes tryna pull up for my whip

Still gave a tip

And then I dip

It's 1:05 I’m on the highway when I begin to really vibe

At the top you gotta feel alive

When it drop I hope you really fly

Everybody hatin' on me while I while I be makin' moves and they workin' 9-to-5's

I been sittin' in the passenger seat for a minute, I think it's my time to drive

I'm just steady goin' forward and all of the haters you know they move side-to-side

A lot of people didn't know I could rap because I'm using music as my disguise

Yeah, I get straight to the advance

Yeah, look at my whip it's from France

My wallet's full all of my friends

Yeah, there is no limit, no end

I have no idea what I spend

'Cause money, it keeps comin' in

It's rare if you don't see me win

My pocket's will never be thin

You know I get right to the money and count it again and again and again

Count it again and again and again