CLIMATE - Intellectual

RIP to beats I brutalize

3/23 usually gon shoot em right

I’m artillery, I ain’t movin nice

Come too close think you might bite

Crucify my credit, I’mma swipe my debit

In a mood to buy shoes, maybe not, buy 7

None of my bread sacred this ain’t leaven

Imma blow my bags, life gave me lemons

Fuck with the rap sheep

Got a rap sheet, that’s me in the backseat

I’m a vaccine, stabbing in your back knee

You unhappy, everything you release sounds hackneyed, you like acne

Get popped

Why you mad b

Just stop

Seethe at my CD

Fuck off

You run your mouth, get shut off

I just shrug off any damn blood on top

My clothes, bitch go home

Wait that shit prolly got a repo cus I know you broke

Blowing c notes how I blow my nose, bills no veto, I’m a torpedo

Alter ego got a high libido

Sink a bitch, a free throw

It was muy buenito

Hadda wrap my dick up like a big burrito

Bend her like magneto but it was placebo

Nice to meet ya, death note delete ya

Better call the preacher, tell him brd the reaper

Whole Murder squawking, its inducing seizures

Tie a noose to bleachers, then alert the creatures

Eat you for hours and steal your reefer

Rolled all in one blunt and smoked to leave earth

We smoked the kief first

I don’t need a rich hoe that need her...

Clout cus Chanel on the flannel

Flip a bitch like I flip the channel

And your girlfriend has a picture of me on the fuckin mantle

Might elope, like we drop the cantal

Lit like candle, gs on the sandals

I’m a broken bicycle, I might jus fly right off the handle

Catch a curve

Hit a curb

My career path need a nurse

Bring a hearse when I hit the dirt to taxi me cus I’ll still work

Bury me in designer

Layered like mountain climbers

I heard it’s cold in hell and I feel like I’d love the climate, yeah, yeah

Double the collateral

I’m in action, cannibal

Eat em living, Hannibal

Then I shoot a cannonball

Think you just about the bull

Think you just amount to null

Might as well not have a skull

You’re the herd, I’m bout to cull

I kill it

Breaking every ceiling when I feel it

You a has-been dead trend like Skrillex

Bouta cook my own damn brain in a skillet

Saw off my right leg then grill it

I’m nuts, don’t give a fuck bout opinion

You annoy me too goddamn much like a minion

I’m busy, my vision is about the millions

If you get offended by me here’s a pistol

To blow out the billiards

All of your marbles you lizard

This cocky bitch got a gizzard

Dyke bitch cut me off like scissor

Irony, but I think it missed her

I’m so fly like a UFO

And your ex do know

But your ex do blow

I ain’t about drugs no mo

Bitch I’m off them Xans

And I still don’t po’

I’m pro..fessional

Here’s confessional

Fucked two centerfolds

I’m still miserable

Don’t got regiment

I’m upset I guess

Rappers so mad