F.R.E.D - Intellectual

[Intro]

Bleh (Bleh), fuck (Fuck)

Fuck, flash—

[Verse 1]

Flash on me (On me)

Nigga wanna stunt, throw the racks on G

Bitch brain on F, but her mouth on E (But her mouth on E)

izzy on lock, tell him, "Pass me the beat" (izzy, pass me the beat)

We be so locked like a head full of dreadlocks (Like a head full of dreadlocks)

William Afton, facing a deadlock (Facing a deadlock)

We'll get a fuck boy boxed like Kellogg, bitch (Bitch)

Broke boy payout, Wick gon' stay high (Gon' stay high)

Flow so sick, it might contain AI (Drop)

UAV, don't get caught on my radar (Caught on my radar)

Music like cancer, no, you cannot pay me to stop (Stop)

Schizo play-dates with my AR (With my AR)

I can make a bitch breath hard like Vader (Like Vader)

I takе a sword out the ground then I slayr (slayr; izzy, what the fuck)

I pull a sword out thе ground then I move, like, fleh

[Chorus]

Lock in, had to pull out Excalibur (Pull out Excalibur)

You ain't never seen a nigga bleed to this caliber (Bleed to this caliber)

Everyday money, this shit is a massacre

I got 365 Gs on the calendar (Gs on the calendar)

Arteries, type to cut at your vascular (At your vascular)

Making music this long, where the fuck is my Bachelor's? (Fuck is my Bachelor's?)

Who the top of this job? We take out the ambassador (Out the ambassador)

I took off on they ass and I'm glad you the passenger (Drop)

Dropping your loot, then we pull up and scavenge ya (Pull up and scavenge ya)

Bitch, I'm smoking your boot cause I'm really a scavenger (Really a scavenger)

Don't pull up on me, don't want me to challenge ya (Want me to challenge ya)

You gon' see this V8, not a pipsqueak Challenger (Ooh-yeah)

Sniper bullet, caught a face full of caliber (Bleh)

Grab ya mullet, he a white boy, Fred (Fred)

Flex, reach, eat, dead

Flex, reach, eat, dead (C'mon)

[Verse 2]

Soon, everybody robots, I'll be the only nigga left with a conscience (Only nigga left with a conscience)

They like "Nah, you dumb, you lost it"

And I think that shit so lame, obnoxious (Shit so lame, obnoxious)

They gone turn a nigga five foot to colossus (What else?)

Then I'm gon' laugh, so weak, I'm nauseous (What else?)

When you try to leave, they gon' grab your noggin

Gun bust then gon' tell you, you ain't got no options, leave

Build up a brick, so I'm better than Steve

Had a snake on my side, worse than Adam and Eve (Worse than Adam and Eve)

Molly on Molly on Molly Santana

You pop you the Yerc and have infinite sleep (Infinite sleep)

You not a pimp, you just scared she'll leave (Scared she'll leave)

Trust, I can pimp if I want to (I want to)

Wick, he the Boogeyman, hunting these hoes, it be worse than the stories you hear from your uncle (Brrt, bleh)