16 - Intellectual

[Verse: KANE DOGO]

Woah woah boutta cop WRX it's a six speed (Subie)

Move like Wu-Tang, all about cream but no Krispy (bands bands bands)

Fit from the thrift and it's smokin' it's so cryspy (hot hot hot)

Lean when I walk lil girl asked "KANE are you tipsy?" (no no)

Tires burnin' smokin' cop a lil Nissan imma be drifting

Ooh hold up wait bands on FX my screen Crypin' (bands bands bands)

But ooh hold up wait next girl look like London Tiption (ooh she bad)

New Shinola bag hold the clips in (ooh she bad)

Watashi wa Kane

[Chorus: KANE DOGO]

Supra, NSX, GTR, Evo (skrt skrt skrt skrt)

And a bad lil wifie hold an Uzi in her peacoat (brr bop bop bop bah)

My heart way too cold for them diamonds as it seems (ice ice ice)

I can't slow down I got the drive

Like I just turned sixteen (come on)

Sixteen baby

(woah woah eugh woah woah eugh)

Livin' life man like I'm sixteen woah

(woah woah eugh woah woah yeah yeah)

Woah woah woah (woah woah woah)

Come on

[Verse: KANE DOGO]

Late night with my girls and my guys (and my guys)

Skin glowin' in that moonlight sky (ooh shine shine)

Undеr the stars gettin' turnt up tonight (turn up)

Bettеr stomp on that gas when you see the flashing lights (ooh let's go)

Fake ID's stolent cash at the party squad wassup (wassup wassup)

It's always squad over bucks

Push that bucket like a Rover truck

We rock them khakis with the Chucks jean jackets with the vans

Dirty Forces rock the crease and a knife in my hand (ooh sauce, ooh sauce, ooh ORA)

And the night is young

Hit the gang with the plan

Writin' toxic love songs in your room under the fan

Sis just got a new car and we boutta' skip class

I could, do one eighty on the Lodge with no license man

I'm shifting gears right now girl don't grab my hand

It's been two whole forevers like how are you still in my head?

Woah stuck in my head, (huh) like a jingle (kinda miss it yeah)

All in my bag I know I can stack it up just like Pringle

Aw yeah praise the Lord but I can't do no Christian minlge (oh yeah)

Baby gotta stab or shoot or cut (oh yeah)

Mix up my fit like a mutt (oh yeah)

Whole squad slimey (oh yeah)

Hop out at the party like yuck! (oh yeah)

Ooh wait hold up (yeah), roll up (yeah), skrt (yeah), dirft (come on)

Fit, thrift (yeah), vans on Crip (oh yeah), baby girl don't (oh yeah), lie

That's Shakira's hips (oh yeah)

Thank God (oh yeah), we eatin' (oh yeah)

Whole squad (oh yeah), we feastin (oh yeah)

Gitta give the server tips (oh yeah)

We all that we got in this (yuh!)

[Pre-Chorus: KANE DOGO]

Woah

Skrt skrt

You already know me, I be liking that weird stuff

Them Fast and Furious, Need for Speed, JDM whips

If I had five hundred bands on me do you think I could get a