first class - Intellectual

[Chorus: 800pts]

Pfft, huh, huh, huh

Huh, huh, huh (Ooh, ooh)

Jump out, all-black Escalade, don't do no walkin'

Bitch, come suck on that dick, I don't do all that talkin'

We like ten deep in the club, me and my brother mobbin' (Yeah)

I got hitters everywhere, bet they might fly to Compton

Why this ho wan' call me baby? Told that bitch to stop it (Uh)

Bitch, I'm feelin' like Lil Baby, I filled up my pockets (Ooh)

All my brothers really crazy, they ready to slime shit (Slime)

Only fuck on IG models, influencers, fine shit

Think I popped too many Xans, I don't know where my mind is

Walked inside Balenci' store (Ooh, ooh), I spent about five thousand (Ooh)

[Verse 1: 800pts]

She should know my bag, fly that bitch on a first-class flight

Bitch, I got my style, but no, boy, this ain't no class fight (Huh)

Grippin' on my hip, this shit gon' blow just like a bagpipe

I used to be broke, I was a joke, I got my bag right (Yeah)

Got my bag right (Yeah), now they mad tight (Fuck)

You wanna bust, my brothers hop in McLaren, right (Huh)

Don't gotta cap rap, my life is really that nice

Three-five, fill it up with Cali, you smoke mad spice

[Bridge: 800pts]

Ever since a jit, it been my dream, I knew had to make it

I've been mixin' Xanny with the ecstasy, I'm goin' crazy

Brother told me, "Slow down on them pills," but this shit really saved me

Brother told me, "Slow down on them pills," but this shit really saved me (Yeah)

[Verse 2: Redda]

Seen too many faces, no, I can't fuck with the fake shit

I been to many places, I need to get a spaceship

Lil' bitch, I'm an alien, like, where the fuck my spaceship?

My brother be the strangest, I pull up and I spray, bitch

Why you keep on hatin'? Like, come and get some paper

I got a blue pill, get your payment

And the red one get you famous

I went to the bank, I pulled out bread, I got her faintin'

I try my bitch with a lil' supermodel, had her ragin'

She doin' too many drugs, that bitch, she goin' schizo

He want beef, he want some smoke, so Darko sent the missile

I got that bitch up in the back, got her blowin' like whistle

Got too much tusi on her nose, I might hand her a tissue

[Chorus: 800pts & Redda]

(Yeah) Pfft (Yeah), huh (Yeah), huh (Yeah), huh (Yeah)

Huh (Yeah), huh (Yeah), huh (Yeah, ooh, ooh)