XTC - Intellectual

[Intro - Enhance]

Let in that morning light

I had enough to get stuck

Yeah I had a bad bitch fuck

And I had a bitch counting ones (count up ones)

[Chorus - Enhance]

Uh, baby I'll buss it buss it

Uh uh (buss it buss it)

All red nine, carry that nine

That GLE I'm finna take yo design

Roll up, I'm rollin' (yeah yeah yeah)

All that pressure got me foldin' (fo-old)

Off of thrax, bitch I'm rollin' (yeah yeah yeah)

I sell codeine to my brodie

They tryna pocket watch (watch it watch it watch it)

I light that shit up, fill my lungs

I hit lil-b up, and she on the run (yeah yeah yeah)

I light a lil tree up, and kick up dust

I'm on ec-sta-sy (x x)

They can't compare to me

If I stretch my hands you'll see (see)

Bae I put blood in what I speak

[Verse 1 - Enhance]

Uh, uh

She off x, x, x

I'm onto the next, next, nеxt

Break up with a text

Left on rеad

I make his white suit turn all red

Syrup, syrup, syrup (woah woah woah)

Bitch I'm pouring syrup, syrup

Sip too much gon' throw up, throw up

Only like her off a molly (uh)

I only like her off a tab

Pill go both ways, I already took half (skrt skrt)

Stay with some killers and shooters no bap

I split blood on my raf

Uh, uh

That bitch still not over me

I hope that hoe over-d

My bitch on coke yeah she do keys

Uh, uh

Huh, I'm tryna change shit

Pull out a range bitch

Let out a cage bitch

She fuck on my stainless (uh)

Rock it, rock it, metal

I make your bitch sound like a kettle

I had to bust down on my bezel

And this dumb bitch think she special

[Chorus - Enhance]

Uh, baby I'll buss it buss it

Uh uh (buss it buss it)

All red nine, carry that nine

That GLE I'm finna take yo design

Roll up, I'm rollin' (yeah yeah yeah)

All that pressure got me foldin' (fo-old)

Off of thrax, bitch I'm rollin' (yeah yeah yeah)

I sell codeine to my brodie

They tryna pocket watch (watch it watch it watch it)

I light that shit up, fill my lungs

I hit lil-b up, and she on the run (yeah yeah yeah)

I light a lil tree up, and kick up dust

I'm on ec-sta-sy (x x)

They can't compare to me

If I stretch my hands you'll see (see)

Bae I put blood in what I speak (blood blood)

[Verse 2 - prettifun]

Lock in for a week

Huh, boy you might as well delete yo album that shit stink (huh)

Fuck a black woman

Brown pussy, not the pink (not the pink)

Huh, you ain't put them shots up in the jail when you sleep (Huh)

Who that n*gga that's up by the rim, oh that's me

Huh, it's a slimy world, cold world, keep the heat

Huh, she don't wan' throw four up I still threw it just to see (huh)

Now my n*ggas NBA can't go back to the G league

Make her sign an NDA if she wan' fuck on P (huh)

Super Saiyan P

Why these n*ggas la-zy (huh)

Smoking weed, good tree, eyes hazy (huh)

When you move like genius they gon' call you crazy

Geeked up

[Chorus - Enhance]

Uh, baby I'll buss it buss it

Uh uh (buss it buss it)

All red nine, carry that nine

That GLE I'm finna take yo design

Roll up, I'm rollin' (yeah yeah yeah)

All that pressure got me foldin' (fo-old)

Off of thrax, bitch I'm rollin' (yeah yeah yeah)

I sell codeine to my brodie

They tryna pocket watch (watch it watch it watch it)

I light that shit up, fill my lungs

I hit lil-b up, and she on the run (yeah yeah yeah)

I light a lil tree up, and kick up dust

I'm on ec-sta-sy (x x)

They can't compare to me

If I stretch my hands you'll see (see)

Bae I put blood in what I speak (blood blood)

[Outro - Enhance]

Uh uh

I'm on ecstasy

Ya I'm on ecstasy

Wow wow

Wow wow wow wow wow wow wow