Raf - Intellectual

[Intro]

(Haha)

(Who the fuck—?)

When I talk, just pay attention, boy, you ain't got no Raf Simons

You know I'm that kitchen 'til I'm motherfuckin' finished

Know I'm smoking on that spinach, cook up, I water-whip it

Tax you, lil' bitch, 'cause you tripping, heard the bitch wanna fuck, so I hit it

Free jugg, you know I went and did it, stacked the bank and that fuck nigga bidded

I got money on me that's just sittin', don't believe what he say, it's just rented

When I ride in that Scat with no tinted, when I ride in that Scat with no tinted

Bitch, uh, yeah, yeah, I'm moving like the lieutenant, yeah

I don't need bitches fuckin' every nigga, so I cannot make you my missus, yeah

Brand new Glock, binary-kittеd, nah, I don't even rock with the switchеs, yeah

Kill that boy, throw him in the lake, have that nigga sleep with the fishes, yeah

Uh, yeah

G-L-O been having them visions, yeah

G-L-O been switching his bitches up

G-L-O been paying for killings

G-L-O ain't never gon' kick the cup

Stack my money straight to the ceiling, yeah

Caught a bitch, she talkin' 'bout, "Pick me up"

Pouring up the Wock' in the sippy cup