ss - Intellectual

[Part I]

Huh

Huh, huh, huh, huh

Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh

Promethazine habit, lean habit, codeine habit

Kickstand, yeah, biker, yeah, yeah, I'm leanin'

I chop the top off the McLaren, this ain't no Lamborghini

My white ho got big titties, she remind me of Sydney Sweeney

Sydney Sweeney, Sydney Sweeney

I rock that stick like it's a purse, yeah, my chopper swingin'

Like Sydney Sweeney, my stick have them titties underneath

Like Sydney Sweeney, my bitch titties big like double D

Emergency, emergency

Shawty just threw it back, she tryna hurt me

Yeah, yeah, yeah, shawty just threw it back, she tryna birth one

But I'm way too rich, yeah, for this bitch, no, I can't birth none

My swag way too sick, I need an IV, yeah, yeah

Cs in my pocket, but we throwin' Bs over here

I got designer habits, I got designer habits, I can't stop

I was fuckin' on your bitch in my Rick Owens socks

My Rick Owens socks, my Rick Owens socks, yeah

I'm off the G6, they don't know if I'm talkin' 'bout the pill or the plane

Iced out my mouth, went Alex Moss, I don't know none 'bout Johnny Dang

I got unlimited jewelry, I put a X on my chain

She got unlimited pussy, I'm 'bout to fuck her for hours

Switched up my flow, he can't keep up, that boy career goin' sour

Paris Fashion Week, she wanna fuck at the Eiffel Tower

Paris Fashion Week, a model ho 'bout to get devoured

She say she like my aesthetic, all gas, no brakes, I'm unleaded

If I fuck with you, then we locked in, yeah, we dreaded

She fuckin' with me, yeah, she rubbin', yeah, her hand through my dreads

Ain't repeatin' shit after I speak, bitch, I mean what I said

I can buy fifteen Richie Mills, why would I cop a Rolex?