utopia - Intellectual

[Chorus]

Wearing smile like Justin made me feeling less (Feeling less)

I'm off-drugs but I can’t feel my face (Feel my face)

She said she want Gucci bag and Louis belt (Louis belt)

From Chicago to LA I bitch you could stay (Hollywood)

(Yeah)

Cook it, hot as hell (Yeah)

Made that coochie melt

She gon' do it for Chanel (Huh)

That bitch fucking cray

She know all I do finesse (Hey)

Yeah I pay respect

Shot out to the West

Two-eight-one I got no phobias (That's allright)

Holly molly missing phone calls (That’s allright)

They be calling walkie-talkie, yeah (That's allright)

We are going to utopia (That's allright)

I'm elated cause you lift me up (Lift me up)

From the morning up until the dawn ('til the dawn)

Baby give me your time and I give you my whole life

You're the meaning lips ain't ever lie (Never lie)

Hop in the Lambo

Took you to the South (To the South)

Give your me touch

Just hold my hand tonight (Tonight)

Yeah I mean it I gon' say it twice (Say it twice)

This sunset for the both of us

Two-eight-one I got no phobias (That’s allright)