Stacy’s Chips - Intellectual

[Chorus]

I hate all this shit

Keep reminding myself, breathe, I'm fucking out of it

Took a walk to ease my mind and let it out a bit

Spent a band, it's only stores, there's nowhere I could sit

So I'm just wondering, like, why my figure feel so stiff

I'm working out and eating good, and these pants still don't fit

I started doing gel and now my nails are thin and chipped

There's never any time to cook, I'm eating Stacy's chips

Chips

I'm getting busy though, I'll text you when I'm out of this

Staying pleasant, always smiling with my fists in grips

Endless opportunity, I could buy me some tits

It could be worse, it could be better

Rich my boofs still rip

Bitch, be a lady

You've been acting so nasty lately

Hit the door like, "Be quiet," make me

You want something? No, fuck you, pay me

Nice girl wanna seem so mean

Me so dirty tryna grab your peen

You look dumb sippin' on that lean

I hate bitches, that's the man in me

Left too late, didn't see the damn sun

No windows everywhere I go

Highs too high make the lows so low

Dealing with everything on my own

You don't even know

(No, you don't even know)

(Yeah, and you don't even know)

(No, no, no)

I hate all this shit

Keep reminding myself, breathe, I'm fucking out of it

Took a walk to ease my mind and let it out a bit

Spent a band, it's only stores, there's nowhere I could sit

So I'm just wondering, like, why my figure feel so stiff

I'm working out and eating good, and these pants still don't fit

I started doing gel and now my nails are thin and chipped

There's never any time to cook, I'm eating Stacy's chips

Really wish I could have some wings though

Really wish I could have some steak though

Really wish I could have some drinks though

Really wish I could have some time though

Really wish I could have some