meth - Intellectual

[Chorus: Cheeseryz & AccountOmega]

Cheeseryz:

I got the meth, crystal

I have the best, fentanyl

You know the rest, you know, yeah

You know the rest, nah for real

I’ve been selling counterfeits since '05, oh my

Let me tell you how it started, might I, might I

[Verse 1: AccountOmega]

My grandpa is a big drug abuser, grandpa

He killed my uncle cause he called him a loser, loser

After he got life in prison, lost my fucking mind, xbox

Started selling legos out the kitchen every night, legos

Started stepping, bagging, selling, don’t think these officially, fake

Shipped straight from Guangdong province DHL priority, fast

Stacking the 2x2’s watching some Looney Tunes

Don’t think I ever need no school, nah

Deposit the money, I’m sprinting to Walmart

I’mma go buy me a Rubik's cube, Rubix

[Chorus: Cheeseryz & AccountOmega]

Cheeseryz:

I got the meth, crystal

I have the best, fentanyl

You know the rest, you know, yeah

You know the rest, nah for real

I’ve been selling counterfeits since '05, oh my

Let me tell you how it started, might I, might I

[Verse 2: Cheeseryz]

I’m selling the pills my grandma poppin’

I’m waiting till she in a coffin

I met a liberal at a red robin, robin

Guess who I’mma be robbing

She wanted weed, I gave her crack

She at Chuck E. Cheese topping the rat

She got mad, I said who’s next

Maybe the cat in the hat

My grandma once told me never ever buy Five Guys in your life, grandma

I think because she was so old her wisdom was so damn wise

I think I’d rather cut my foot off then spend twenty dollars on a burger, bitch

Bitch, burger bitch

[Chorus: Cheeseryz & AccountOmega]

Cheeseryz:

I got the meth, crystal

I have the best, fentanyl

You know the rest, you know, yeah

You know the rest, nah for real

I’ve been selling counterfeits since '05, oh my

Let me tell you how it started, might I, might I

[Verse 3: Cheeseryz & AccountOmega]

Trapping on the playground, made a hundred grand, nah

Now we’re the Taliban, terrorists

Sneaking in crack to my old man

He saving for a van

Cheeseryz:

My uncle move coke, coca

All from the slopes of Costa Rica, pizza

He was wanted, wanted

Feds showed up, put him in a coffin

He wanted to get his life sentenced reduced

To maybe a year or two, two

I told him the corpse would do it

He told me that he will sue

Cheeseryz:

I said please don’t sue

I got my taxes due

I ain’t making money moves

Since the feds seized my roof

[Outro: Cheeseryz & AccountOmega]

Cheeseryz:

I’m selling meth out a trailer

Come find me