draculea - Intellectual

[Intro]

Nah-nah-nah-nah (I see why all these niggas so lame)

Nah-nah-nah-nah

Nah-nah-nah-nah (You have no heart)

Nah-nah-nah-nah, nah

Yeah, yeah

These lil' hoes on my dick, yeah

Draculea on my dick, yeah

Real diva with that thick, yeah

Goth bitch on my Xans

How come you don't got no man?

Baby, let me be your man

When you leave, I'm not your man

She off the coke, I sip lean

Smoke on my diamonds, they dance (Bleh)

She wanna go buy Celine

Drop me that neck, I'm a fiend

Give me that neck, I need blood (Yeah, yeah)

This bitch wan' lick on the bean (Yeah, yeah)

This bitch wan' lick on my gun (Yeah, yeah)

My new shit got a red beam (Yeah, yeah, woah)

I don't talk, nigga, I'm just servin' in the trap

Yeah, dumb lil' bitch, sat there playin' with my strap

Yeah, pinks on me, I stay with a pack

Yeah, I would be mad if I did all that cap (Bleh)

Huh, yeah

I might do somethin' heinous, all black like Darth Vader

Think I need a Leia, just so I could lay up (Leia-leia, lay up-lay up)

I be feeling insane, 'cause I pull up and want brains, yeah

Feel this in my veins

Me and you is not the same, lil' bro, ayy, yeah (Bleh-bleh-bleh-bleh)

Me and you is not the same, lil' bro, yeah (Huh-huh, huh-huh, huh-huh)

Me and you is not the same, lil' bro (Huh-huh, huh-huh, huh-huh, huh-huh)

Me and you is not the same, bro (I hate when these niggas tryna compare themselves to me, like that's just not like—)

It's okay though (Just say I'm fucking different, nigga)

You just a lil' flame, dog (Damn, lame-ass nigga)

I just get this bankroll

You just be okay, dog (These niggas be on my dick, tryna like bite my shit, like inspirational shit)

Yeah, huh, I been gettin' cake, yeah (Talk yo' shit, nigga)

Niggas be on my dick, like bitin' my shit (Yeah, yeah, huh)

Gang gon' eat, yeah, huh

Whole clique gon' eat, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah (Woah)

All the members can eat, yeah (Bleh)