Brainic FLOW 2.0 - Intellectual

(I’m finna just vibe on beat 2x)

(Lets get it lets get it lets get it lets go)

*chores*

Straight off the dome how I’m coming

Fighting my demons ain’t doing no running

We up with the stick lil nigga we gunning

Give a fuck bout a bih lil nigga I want money

Tryna beef over a bih lil nigga u funny

I’m smoking dat za and da shit got my vibing

Y’all dissing the gang like y’all niggas ain’t dying

If we hit you with pressure I swear you’ll be crying

I’m smoking that gas and the shit got me flying

(Ok let’s go let’s get it)

I’m rocking designer all over my fitted

I’m counting this cash I’m getting my digits

Lil bih is a freak she show me her titties

I’m jigging with the crеw

Got my feet up when I’m counting my blues

If a nigga wanna play he gеt put on the news

Bob the builder we strap with tools

I’m GDK so it’s fuck the 6

Lil nigga we strap with sticks

Oh that’s your bih

Don’t get mad cause last night she was on my dick

From 803 yea the Wrec my city the home of hitting licks

Don’t catch a fit when u see me on that stage tryna get rich

They like how I flow on the beat

Before hot now I was still spitting heat

Yeah she’s a vegan but she eating my meat

They watching my moves these niggas be creeps

(Ok yuh)

Yuh on the beat I slay

No time for no hoes I’m n love with my bae

If they touch on the gang then we shooting that K

I stay on the gas betta get out my way

Im running routes up in field

Strap up with Glocks we ready to kill

These niggas they be hating on me and my crew like what’s the deal

And when I get that bag I’m getting vvs that’ll get you chills

And my life moving to fast to the point

Not really don’t know how to feel

I’m swerving lane, lane

We got the sticks to bust brain

Bitch I’m a beast I can’t be tame

No time to play

These ain’t no game

Just want the bag

Don’t need no fame

Ain’t jump in your bag lil nigga you lame

I’m running routes just me and my gang

I flow on the beat yea I’m going insane

(Ok let’s go)

Up with the motha fucking poles

My foot on the gas lil nigga I’m always on go

We making these moves on the low

Lil nigga in the matrix

The gas got me moving so slow

Soon I’ll be doing these shows

And just like a bomb lil nigga

DaKiDD finna blow

Nah, I can’t not fuck with these hoes

The main ones gon eat

My niggas, my girl, my bro

These off the dome

Bad lil bih won’t leave me lone

She keep blowing up phone

Off the gas I’m in zone

I don’t need no hoe

Bih we strap with poles

Run em down get on the floor

Get the bag then get some mo

He think he sick we wipe his nose

(Gang gang gang!!)