dontmakesense - Intellectual

(Let' go, yeah)

(You are the Last Man Standing)

(Let's go, yeah, made it this far)

(You know where I'm at, haha, I'm in Atlanta right now)

(What?)

(Headshot)

(What? Fuck going on?)

[Chorus]

This shit ain't make no sense (Nah)

How I went from broke to rich? (I don't know how)

How I went from broke to rich? (Woo, woo)

These fuck niggas want me to support them

But they don't show no love back either

I got Vivienne Westwood on my wrist

Co-Coedine in my piss, you better not drop that diss (Let' go)

Boys talk down, get hit with this Kriss (Bang)

Shawty mess with me, and she wanna kiss

And you know half these niggas ain't seen shit (No)

And you know I'm afraid to commit, but I'll never quit

Yeah, I got grit, pull mysеlf up by the bootstraps

These niggas tryna еmulate me like Bluestacks

But you can't have my swag (No)

No- oh- oh- oh

[Verse]

(Slatt, let' go)

Why you try to steal my swag? (Yeah)

Why you buy the same bag? (Same bag)

Rock the same flag, but you not part of no gang? (No gang)

Slatt, slatt, gun go bang (bang)

I'm a vampire, catch my fangs (What?)

Your life in my hands

Yeah, shoutout my brother, he back in the pen

We run up their block, we spin it again (Blatt, blatt)

So tired of that fuck nigga calling me twin (Twin)

This lead gon' touch your skin (blaow)

Yea bitch, it's your block we spin (Spi-spin)

AR like a violin, and you know I don't fuck with violence

Pull up, give shawty those violets, give her the flowers

So many hours, spent them working

On your block, we lurking

My phone is chirping, they looking for me (Let's go)

I'm still getting racks while shawty looking for me

Got shawty in the kitchen, she cooking for me (Cooking for me, yo)

Shawty in the kitchen, whipping that pot

Feds on me because I was smoking that pot (Fed)

Bad habits, yeah, I smoke it a lot