SHE˂3IT! - Intellectual

[Intro]

Uh-huh

Oh-oh

Uh-uh, uh, uh

Yeah

(Shoutout my nigga jack, bitch)

[Chorus]

She wanna suck me up, yeah

She like, "Fuck me up," yeah

We got a jet tonight, yeah

I'm in her gut, she love it

Alrighty, bitch, I'm the shit

If he gettin' boxed, we jug it

I ain't tryna fuck her off the rip

To be honest, I had that bro sobbin', yeah

I got a rule if you buy my shit

If you a fan, you can't be my bitch

You gotta hate me and think I'm a prick

Only way you finna catch this dick

All of my hoes lookin' angry and pissed

It does somethin' to me, don't know what it is

She like the sediments on my wrist

W-w-wait, Jack, Jack, take out the kick

Haha, okay, huh

[Verse]

I got some shit you ain't seen in yo' life

Most of that shit I just copped out of spite

Yeah, these Twitter hoes know that they broker than I

Two hoes want me on two different flights

Split them hoes and they friends, I do four at a time

Or I might split between four different nights

I do one every day, but my schedule tight

I'm throwin' ice on my neck, needin' ice

Chrome Hearts on me, this shit is not light

Low-key, I had to take this shit off

'Cause the way that I'm workin', my posture ain't right

Pissed off, I'm workin' on two different lines

Need them double entendres to widen they eyes

In my neon by the end of the week

But it's cool, I don't sleep, I'll just do it tonight

Uh, uh, huh

I just woke up, it's 7 p.m

Got yo' bitch cryin' in my DMs

I just told her that we should be friends

I'ma cuff me another BM

Green hands like Invader Zim, yeah

You drunk on the stick like Kim

Got 'em like (Dammit), they hate when I win, yeah

[Bridge]

I always get asked to leave, yeah

'Cause I always get asked to speak, yeah

Why they hoes always ask for me? Yeah

Just look at my ass in jeans, yeah

Brodie like, "Pass the weed," yeah

Do I look like a charity? Nah

They like, "You bad at rappin'," please

Why they hoes always come back to me? (Bleh)