Fiji - Intellectual

[Intro]

Yeahhh, yeahh, yeahh, yeahhh, yeahhh

Ayy, ayy, woah

Don't call me cause I'm working on these bands

Hella fans, and they call me like everyday cause they know who I am

Mixxmasterr, running up faster

Hunnind' checks like everyday

None of these broke bastards

Can't see me, they can't believe me

I'm dripping Fiji, that toolie

It's really groovy, I'm really moody

My guap up, tasty like pasta

Long live, Mufasa

Lil' Simba he came up without no papa

Lil' Mix, how you do that shit?

Everyday, running bands up finessing on these kids

Juggin' on the beat, yeah these Raf Simmons they on my feet

I'm so clean and icy and the beat call me an Ice beam

Flex god, boomin' with my squad you know I keep a rod

For them opps, who stay hating and trying me for my spot

Fuck the cops, stay running, running they chasing me a lot

Messing up my plans to blow up and get a milli' fans

Stay loyal to my niggas, I can not forget the fam

Remember as a youngin' kept to myself, I ain't had no friends

Now I'm ballin' these bitches calling but I don't care

Need a real shawty who gon' come up with me and be there for a nigga

My right hand assisting me in fully pulling the trigger

Niggas hate but all it really do is keep making be bigger

Lil Turtle on the track with them nun-chucks

Steady coming up with my squad making big bucks

I'm still the same lil' nigga I was a year ago

Cooking up these tracks, they too fire, please don't burn the stove

Runnin' all these bands up, these niggas really fear me though

Came up on the scene, I'm too clean haters down below

Run up on me, It's alright cause I got the beam

Fire shots at me I dodge em', I'm Mr. Clean

So obscene, swear this money shit is so obscene

Diamonds on me they Fiji and I stay with my team

Yeahhh, yeahh, yeahh, yeahhh, yeahhh

Ayy, ayy, woah

Lil' Simba he came up without no papa

Woahh