Autopilot - Intellectual

[Verse 1: francium]

Had to hit the brakes, I was moving so intensely

Crazy people 'round me got me fucked up, now I can't sleep

Shawty speak in tongues, think my dick on autotranslate

Boy, I play it smart, so my pockets never lose weight

Golden armor on me, I tell shawty "Touch the breastplate"

I got all this treasure, I tell shawty "Hold my best blade"

Drink in my cup got me spinnin' like a Beyblade

Bit of everything, you could say I'm like a Swiss blade

Told my boy "What you want? Got everything"

Genderfluid not enough, I think I'm fluid evеrything

I ask tz "What you got? Cause bro, I'll flow on everything"

If you ain't my buddy, I don't wanna hеar my phone ring

Bitch, I'm fly like a airplane

Francis my twin, I don't care if he airplane

We gon' pull up in your airspace

From what I can see, you be stuck in a bad place

I'm consulting with Taylor to buy all her jets

I might hit up Boeing and ask for they scrap metal

I got my pilots license on a bet

I just took off, where the fuck is the gas pedal?

Walk in this bitch, and the air pressure drop

I land in main street, and I buy all the shops

Then I fuck up a burger with cheese on the top

TJC World Tour private jet

I'm with Francis, our presence a threat

Whole clique in Oostende, we eating Kroket

I'm not yo USA, I said fuck Easyjet

And I like the way that leather shine when flash hit it

I could stare at it forever, I'm so fascinated

Think it's time for yes and no, lil' bitch, I'm past maybe

Even with the autopilot, never crash, baby

Get the hash, baby, roll it up in somethin'

One track, boy, I just got one thing

Everyday, I feel like I'm missin' something

So I pray that it's this that I want, yeah

Whatever I do, autopilot make it work

Pretty boy on my lap, kissin' right where they got Kirk

I got WikiHow open, teachin' bitches how to twerk

It's the middle of December, I miss takin' off my shirt

It's the middle of the day, feel like it's already over

I feel like I'll die tomorrow if I start to take it slower

But I gotta use my brain, I know I'm tweakin', how I'm sober

I can't wait to see where I will be at next October