Lordship - Intellectual

[Intro: Bladee]

(I'm working on dying)

Three point, yeah, I score it, I hope you record it

(Ayy, Brandon, man, why you do that?)

[Chorus: Bladee]

In Philly like I'm F1LTHY

I don't think you feel me (Uh)

Louis V, I'm limping

Plus you're tryna kill me

Gotta watch out when I'm out, they tryna get me

Kush pack on me

Why you looking at me?

Leany got the racks on him

Fuck it, we tryna burn it

Flip the script, I turn it

Drain Gang, yeah, they worship

I feel like the king of the rain, I need a lordship

Three point, yeah, I score it

I hope you record it

[Verse 1: Yung Lean]

I don't give a fuck

Two bottles up

Throw 'em in your face, shawty 'posed to show me love

Face filled with mud

My boy be the plug

Ain't throwin' no rocks but my saints give it up

I drop a six in the Phantom, in the Ghost right now

I feel like Nicolas Cage, Ghost Rider right now

I'm on top of the clouds and getting higher right now

And she want all that I got but I can't get it right now

Sippin' on bubble tea mixed with the Hennessy

I get the Fendi tee, ballin' like 23

I see no enemies, coke like the '70s

Long like a centipede, damn, we on everything

And we on everything

Lean, SG, Sad Boys

[Verse 2: Bladee]

Big dope, good gains

I get all the good grades

Twenty stacks, I get paid

Then I do the escape

Go and get the good blade

Put it on the Trash Star

Beamer is a black car

Nino got the black card

Yeah, we got the club hot

Yeah, I'm getting blessed up

You can't even catch up

SG is a redrum

Drain Gang is a dollhouse

Now I gotta ball out

In the night, it calls out

I can hear it all now