REGULAR - Intellectual

[Intro Skit: Sam Marin, J.G. Quintel, William Saylers & JASIAH]

[Muscle Guy] Hey! Where are your instruments man?

[Mordecai] Shut it! We're—

Jasiah

[Mordecai] And we rock so hard, we don't need instruments

[Rigby] Hit it!

[Benson] A one, a two, a one, two, three, four!

[Intro]

Damn

Damn, haha

Damn, bitch, bitch

Yuh, yuh, yuh (Huh)

Yuh, huh, yuh

Ayy, ayy

On my mind, I'm thinkin' 'bout them bands (Yeah)

My niggas gon' be flexin', no, you cannot comprehend (Cannot ascend, yeah), knotty clique

Shotty hit yo body, make yo body flip (Boom, boom)

Tummy tuck, pussy gettin' tummy-fucked (Yeah), you gon' get yo money up

Pussy, where yo toy at? (Yeah) Always fuck the boy (Yeah, yeah)

Bitch, I came up from the dirt (Huh, huh, huh), and I'm comin' from abroad, yeah (Uh)

Fuel me up, fuel me up, jealous? Bitch, it fuel me up (Yeah)

You niggas talk all this clout (Yeah), I just want them fuckin' bucks (Goddamn, bruh)

Talkin' shit through yo computer (Pussy boy)

I'll go to war wit' ya, nigga, I got shooters

If you need to get embarrassed, nigga, I can do it (Yeah)

You a pussy boy, no aim, you a loser

(Yeah, yuh, ayy, ayy)

I be chasin' checks, I can't fuck no busy bitch

Chop it off the set, mosh pit 'til you fuckin' dizzy, bitch

Talkin' all that shit, why the fuck you fakin' numbers, bitch?

Fuck if you a vet, you can't even keep up with me, bitch (Bitch)

Talkin' shit through yo computer (Yeah)

I'll go to war wit' ya, nigga, I got shooters

If you need to get embarrassed, nigga, I can do it (Huh)

You a pussy boy, no aim, you a loser

Talkin' shit through yo computer (Yeah)

I'll go to war wit' ya, nigga, I got shooters

If you need to get embarrassed, nigga, I can do it (Yuh)

You a pussy boy, no aim, you a loser

[Mordecai] Huh? Ah, we won

[Eileen] Actually—