HEX - Intellectual

[Verse 1: Imagine Creativity]

Ya, Imagine’s back

With a brand new plan of action

He bringin’ in the rations

You get hit up by the hatchet

Motherfuckers lights, camera, action

Imagine Creativity, lights, camera, trash it

3 songs out bitch I hit 'em with the hat-trick

Had a run in with a Hex girl taught me magic

Heard he talking shit I turn his daughter to a bastard

Online ain't the only way I’ll catch you lagging (yeah)

I’ll put 'em in a casket

Bitch I’m fire but I’ll light you up with some matches

Blade by my side, that’s the weapon that I mastered

Bout to have your family’s news feed looking tragic

Streets looking tragic

I need a bad bitch

You wanna talk your shit so you leavin’ with a fat lip

I'll get you on a song just to get the homies laughing

And you sittin' way behind mе like a motherfuckin’ adlib (aye)

Wait, who you talkin too?

I’m yеllin' free sha va ca do

I’m in the Wendy’s parking lot, while you fuckin' making food

Come on that shit is pathetic

Wait, he wanna say some real shit but he talkin’ synthetic

Better keep her chain on

Forever feeling paid off

Never been a fake nah

You put on a face like you my bitch all wearing makeup

Sicko with a taste for sipping all on they blood

No tricking I ain’t playing

You wish this was a game huh?

Jet black whip match with nails, mayo

On her whip keep the green like it’s some kale, hey yo

Know this cash ain’t never stale