Motorola - Intellectual

[Intro]

You ready to fuckin' die?

I'm a bad bitch, you can't kill me

[Pre-Chorus: AK]

Why, oh, why do my words stay prophesying the worst?

Venus Williams, the serve

Didn't think you deserved

This back ‘n forth in the first place

Idolizing first place

Make it seem like worst case

Ace

[Chorus: Chilly Boi]

Been locked in I, stay flossin', why

You hatin'? You fakin', oh Lord, I’m fly

Y’all love to talk about it, but don’t really do shit

I'ma keep makin' hits, 'til there’s diamond on my wrist

[Verse 1: Chilly Boi]

'Til there’s money for my kids, 'til I’m ballin' like Chris

If someone cross me put 'em on the concrete

Tell 'em, "It’s they ass fault"

Beat make 'em tweak, bath salts

I ain’t never gettin' cancelled

Go ghost, Danny Phantom

You ain’t ever gon' last, bruh

[Verse 2: AK]

Fake niggas comin' up to the man

Ya too late, stop tryna shake hands

Touché, if you gettin' to the bands

Move weight, to keep your stand

We the new wave, don’t get too wet

Never do dates, lately just fellatio

If you tryna peep game, set the tone

Like Motorola, no effects

No fakes, no brakes, just place y’all bets

Sit back and watch while I break bank

I'm on my block like Jamal Turner

Might bring my thoughts to Shark Tank

Maybe that’ll get them wheels turnin'

Never let my fears turn into burdens

Close the curtains, shit ain’t worth it

[Verse 3: Sam Wright Coastal]

Is it possible they options full? I'm optimal to stop the bullshit (Shit!)

I rock and roll and lock and load a killer flow then blow the whole clip (Clip!)

My losses low, I'm often on the road and on my own, I need a switch

No Nintendo, open window, 'cause I'm finna blow with my clique

No gun on my hip, we go on hikes, walkin' with sticks

Blunt on my lip, she want my John like a wick

Give her a shot like a rim, she always make my phone ring

Here is the thing

I am way too busy doin' it big so I treat my whole life like a fling

Bring something new on to the table

I'm able to put 'em in tombs like a raider