Space Coupe - Intellectual

[Intro]

Hm-ooh, hm-ooh, hm-hm-ooh, ooh (Tuned up)

Drownin' in the money 'bout you

Is you pickin' me? You ain't gotta choose

When you with me, you might never lose

Real designer, ain't no Gucci sandals

[Chorus]

Space coupe, all in my bag, are you confused?

I brought a bag, I ain't goin' to school

I know he ain't died, but he made the news

She say, "Duvy, you so melodic

You always stylin', do you got a stylist?"

Got me smokin' the Za', you bring exotic

Tell me how you feel, let's talk about it on a island (Yeah)

In so deep, what started this?

You feel like murder a part of him

Hold my pills in your Prada bag

Hit couple bitches, I ain't called them back

All in my nerves, need to stop that

Throwin' it back, I can't hold you back

I ain't had shit, have the most cash

I seen bricks, what you know about that?

[Verse]

I'm likin' your flaws, ain't talkin' about your body

Whatever I do, you gon' do, you copy

Whenever I shoot, bro shoot, not probably

I salute who keepin' it real (Real)

Why you ain't ask how I feel? (How I feel)

I like to drill, that give me a thrill

Never wondered why I popped so much pills (Them pills)

I'm always thinkin', "Would this hurt ever heal?" (Heal)

What you want? Put whatever on your plate (Your plate)

I'm eatin' Wagyu, two hundred dollar steak

I just spent two hundred racks

Murder for her, I'll hunt for your man

Brother take stakes, you ain't gettin' it back

I make it count, bet my money gon' last

Shootin' myself, I ain't leavin' my mask (Mask)

And I'm out here, two-four like Kobe

Bro play the block like he Shaq (Like Shaq)

I know this life come with some static (Some static)

And I know the laws might run in

Lawyer money in stash

I'm makin' it happen, bro fell out fast

Free my bros out the feds

Woe going schiz', he need his meds

Suit and ties, pickin' casts, who's next to die?

Up next, who's next to slide?