Precise - Intellectual

[Intro]

(Taylor Michael, yeah, you goin' crazy)

(Trauma Tone)

Yeah

[Chorus]

She got that body I like

Sent her a ticket, now she on the flight

She hop off the plane, then she come get the pipe

Scammin', made 50K just in one night

The next day, I spent that shit all on some ice

When I weigh up a turkey bag, it be precise

She wanna motherfuckin' kick it

Come on, let's fuck in the kitchen

In the Beverly Center, I'm drippin'

[Verse]

Yeah, yeah, just dropped her off, now she already miss me

I'm never naked, I'm keeping a glizzy

Ballin' just like the the bubble up at Disney

She throw it back on me just like a Frisbee

She throw it back so good, I bought her Fendi

Her titties perky, she gon' show her cleavage

Took me some plastic just to swipe in Cleveland

Niggas gon' hate, they even hated Jesus

I was just four-fourin' in some Yeezys

I just copped a Ruger-57, no kizzy, yeah

Fastin' all night, I'm dizzy, yeah

Bae, I just want your kitty, yeah

I just want motherfuckin' digits, yeah

Every strain a nigga burnin' top notch

Lookin' at the time on the AP bustdown stopwatch

Nigga, I'm the reason why the block hot

I done put the Cash App card in every Pine Hills mailbox

If I get locked up, I'm runnin' my cell block

I'ma lay the wood down, I'ma make her bed rock

I'ma keep twins with me, two FNs with me

Niggas know I'm stayin' on point, Spencer Dinwiddie

Sellin' these bales out a house in Peach Tree City

I just copped a Lamborghini, I ain't want the 550

Sold a Q, yeah, trap five for the nine-fifty

That is not 'za on your page, it is not sticky

You ain't never stick shit, nigga, you are not drillin'

We ain't worried 'bout a lil' bankroll, we got millions

We ain't worried 'bout a lil' car that you postin' on the 'Gram, nigga, we just cashed out on two Lams

Petty-ass nigga tryna short a nigga three grams

Have my shooter comin' off the bench with a stick like Lou Will, nigga, he the sixth man