Barneys - Intellectual

[Intro: DC2Trill, Lil Yachty]

Ooh, ooh (Yeah)

[Verse 1: Dc2Trill, Lil Yachty]

Okay my cup full, my bitch bad, and I ain’t worried bout these niggas

I stuffed four grams in a tiny paper, I can’t pass it to no nigga

He get mad when she play my song, nah, but I’m only getting litter

Sippin' six quick and it gives me the hiccup

That’s your pounds? I’m doing sit-ups (Brrr)

[Verse 2: Lil Yachty]

Watching the sunrise in my backyard, thinking bout guap (Guap)

Used to ride with the have nots, really now I have knots (Knots)

Used to open up the show on the time slots slots (Slots)

Flew my thick bitch from LA, she shop at the swaps (Swaps)

I promise today I’m getting high to my peak and I’m touching the moon

Pressing the button and starting the cars and switching the cars in the dune

I’m a Cretе' boy, go against the gang, you ran out of hope

He a intеrnet nigga, so when he don’t post for a while, we know that he broke

Hustle till four in the night shift

My chain in the freezer, nigga ice it

They ain’t never seen no shit like this

Make a movie with the pop and the spike

I just spent a quarter before noon, I hit four hundred hoes before June (Okay)

I was booted up playing Fleetwood Mac’s greatest tunes (Tune)

I took purple molly to the face on a full moon (Full moon)

I been booted two days straight, I could dig a tomb (Dig a tomb)

I got six hundred thousand cash in a secret room (Secret room)

I have six carat diamonds hiding in my daughter’s room (Daughter’s room)

Only the realest survive around Crete, keep shit real, ain’t sweet

Whole lotta money, whole lotta hoes, whole lotta, whole lotta heat (Brrr)

All my cars, they close themselves, futuristic fleets (Hey)

Elon Musk my drugs, Tesla got me fucking freaks

Hey, hey

Can barely lift my eyelids

Lil Moe super sonic

Fuck a hood bitch up in Marni (Huh)

Keep Glocks, you can't alarm me

Better ask around, we the ones who bought out Barneys