SPINACH - Intellectual

[Intro]

Woah

Bitch, I just ran up my spinach again

I went ahead, hit up Elliante, told him I need, like, all of my diamonds to hit

I splurge that check on my neck and my wrist

I don't give a fuck 'bout no ties and shit

All of my bitches, they dimes and rebellious

Like too much, they wastin' my time and shit

I went ahead 'cause I follow my bridges

I don't need no help from nobody, I cut all the ends

In that trackhawk, lil' bitch, I just went switched the gear up

I'm passing it up in the end

Secretly fuckin' all of her friends (Woah)

I feel like I'm the top, I'm the man

Holy shit, bitch, she poppin' again

In that wide-body whip, not a scat

Switiching gears, I'm inside of that cat

Neon tool, like I'm Carti in black

Lowkey feel like I'm Cat in the Hat

Superman, how I fuck on these hoes too

I just fuck 'em and dip like I'm posted

Lamborghini on me, this a roaster

I don't fuck wit' them GTs and Cobras

That boy front like ho and he know it too

Talkin' 'round in this bitch like I know you

Them the type to be fake, stab you right in the back, I'm just sayin', prolly switch on the code too

Bad lil' foriegn, that bitch was my go-to

I left her in the past, she a ho too

I still love wit' a passion, I'll show you

Ain't had me how I had and supposed to