Visa - Intellectual

[Intro]

Yo, I'm so mad

I bought these drinks 'cause I'm so thirsty

But all the bottles are empty!

CR3SCENT

This is the moment you've been waiting for!

This is a certified CR3SCENT classic

[Chorus: Eleven Thirteen]

Yeah, this a private plane I don' need no visa

In the Mazi, how the fuck could I be speedin'?

I been wit' my bros, I count my cheese up

Yeah, pockets so heavy them bitches feel like Peter

Smokin' reefer, damn, wit' my bitch I don' need no hoe

She made me skeet, uh, yeah, she love to lick it up fasho'

Yeah, my money long, yo shit got alopecia

Yeah, boy, you got syphilis for fuckin' wit' a treesh

[Verse 1: Eleven Thirteen]

In this bitch wit' my hand on the nina

I don' need no scope man, this switch it's gonna stop ya breathin'

Need thе wock, need no help, I don' really need ya

This pistol could pop you like a needlе

Yeah, I'm wit' my bitch she get it wet like Navy SEAL

See these racks man, they can't even fit in my Alyx

I ain't cop that shit, less than hunnid fifty for a piece (Yeah, uh huh)

Bitch I'm on vaca' out in Turks, I bought a beach (Ugh)

I roll wit' cr3scent it's 3,000 on this mink (Yeah)

Bitch I been really smokin' gas, its not big chief

You better duck man, 5.56's takin off ya knees

In the club man, I bought the whole bitch I don' need no lease

Get bread for free, yeah, I got steak boy while you don't even eat

[Verse 2: kkypr]

Get out the way, I'm bouta fuck some shit up

You smokin' on some shitty ass weed, I'm bouta spit up

We kicked 'em on the ground, then told his ass to get up

Why the fuck you running for? You know we all gon' get 'em

Yeah, smokin' on some stinky ass shit, ash it, yeah

Walk around the function like a fuckin' asset, yeah

Walkin' past the telephone pole I tag it, yeah

I walk into a store, check the price and grab it, yeah

[Verse 3: Eleven Thirteen]

Shoot like DeRozan, I'ma send like 80 at his Jeep

After that I do my dash, in this coupe like Need for Speed

Let me tell you sum' boy, I'ma need more than a G

Let me tell you sum' boy, gettin' this bag wasn't easy

Shootin' like a face off (Off, yeah)

Shootin' out this choppa, gonna take ya face off

This ain't no Mazi, how I'm racin', I think it paid off

Buy that bitch in cash right now, yeah, no need to pay it off