Potion (Remix) - Intellectual

[Intro: Futuristic]

What's up?

Yo, I'm on the potion like a kid that's takin' chemistry

Anytime I touch the beat, I swear, I'm makin' history

Feel like Drake up in my state, I got a lotta enemies

Know I'm Doctor Evil cause I got a lotta Mini-Me's

That's groovy, I might just go grab the Uzi

Spray you and then take your girl to the movies and grip her booty

Hotter than a Jacuzzi, I'm ballin' like Bob Cousy

These niggas fruity like smoothies and all my tunes is so loony

It go, who he? That's me, you should know by now

My name is Futuristic, everybody 'bout to find out

Travelin' the world, lookin' at crowds and then I dive out

You at home starin' at the walls like you in time-out

This beat is ludicrous, watch what I come and do to this

So hooligan, who could spit like a lunatic, it's humorous

Numerous improvements, I proved that I'm very luminous

I'm hungry, I should cop a crib in Budapest, who is this?

I take a old beat then make it feel new, I could

Take a new whip then make it look used, I could

Take a wack song and make it feel cool, I could

Never spit lies, I only speak truth, so

Go get the album, turn up the volume, we flowin' like a fountain

First week I'm tryin' to do a hundred thousand

Every show gon' be crowded, I'm coppin' a couple houses

And if anybody doubted then they gettin' Ronda Rousey'd

I'm gone

You can get yourself Ronda Rousey'd, hittin' your head and body

These niggas is like [?] cause they so good for nothin'

What if I take both of your feet from under you, hit the bottom

Even though you hated on me, I get my hand, got him

You a actor, I coulda sworn I've seen you on Broadway

You see me and you know that I keep it real, all day

You runnin', I'm askin' him, "Where you at, man?"

Scared cause I'm eatin' every beat I'm on like I'm Pac-Man

Nom, nom, nom, [?] go dumb, check out the scale now

Your girl said he sound like a pussy while eatin' me out

Whoa, I would hate to be ya

I say shorty what she really mean like I'm Beiber

Say that you remind her of a virgin

Say that you a

and all you doin' is learnin', worthless

Shorty [?] knees, oh, you should curve 'em

Show you how I live, you know I be at your crib like pop quiz