FiveM - Intellectual

[Intro: bryalle]

Slatt

Slatt, 'ight, you niggas ready bruh?

[Chorus: bryalle]

Yeah, sticks, nigga, we got them (Got them)

Robbin' shit, this ain't no FiveM (FiveM)

I'm tryna touch a lil' five M (Five M's)

Yeah, that boy Bryalle, we can't find him (Find him)

That lil' boy run, gotta tie him (Tie him)

I'm finna run, man, I feel like [?]

White ho kinda like Eminem (Eminem)

They be too gay, yeah, they be too feminine

[Verse 1: bryalle]

I said that nigga don't want no smoke

God, I'm with my ho

I said these niggas be internet hoes

Look at my neck, bitch, I'm too cold

Her new nigga, he got a chode

Walked in the crib, nigga, with my robe

He want a free fеat', like, no

You gotta pay or pull up to the show

Show, show, I got a show, tote for thе ho

My niggas Spider-Man, fuck that lil' pole

Send him to God, send him to the Pope

Like, oh my God, like, what have I come to?

We got a Glock, he gon' run too

I got a bullet, like one-two

Honestly, bro, I'm like, "Fuck you"

[Verse 2: che]

Bitch, I pulled up with bryalle

I'm off the Grabba, like, God damn

He want the drop, then we shot him

Can't get a feat', nigga, that's like five M's

I'm on top tier, ain't no top ten

I started braggin, on doxbin

That nigga broke, he gon' rock [?]

Saint Laurent, finna go shopping

Gang shit, boy, we mobbing

He in YSL, nigga, he gon' slime them (Yeah)

Hunnid bands, bitch, [?]

[?] the show, nigga, I'm in Boston

Pistols, nigga, fuck a boxin'

She wan' break a nigga cock, damn

And you tape, nigga like you [?]