Underworld - Intellectual

[Intro]

(Seth, get off the field)

Growing up, niggas used to roast me 'cause I had a lazy eye

Nowadays, I fuck they bitch every chance I get

I got VINs, I'm flippin' whips and my closet look like Phipps

I got plugs, I'm havin' bags, I served my last play with a mask on

You ain't tryna purchase no zaza, you should get your ass on

Fucked lil' bae so good, I swear I almost fucked up her backbone

Had to unlock her plastic, I hit Cap' One on my Tracfone

She asked me did I work out? 'Cause she sayin' that I last long

All this gold on my neck, I was a pharaoh in my past life

First, I was broke as hell, and then I got my bag right

Looked her in her еyes and told her, "Bae, that you thе one," yeah

I'm feelin' just like Thugger 'cause we havin' so much fun, yeah

I'm burnin' so much zaza, I'ma need an extra lung, yeah

Come and be my private dancer, my answer, yeah

If you try, you could get cancer, shit get handled

I'm at Fendi, catchin' plays in some sandals, yeah

Cook his ass alive just like Gretel and Hansel

I ain't tryna bring you down, I just wanna enhance you

All this drip on me, these bitches think I'm from Atlantis

My chick smart as hell just like she graduated from Stanford

I just wanna see you shake it, be my private dancer

I got cows in Sheridan, Texas, I'm a cattle rancher

Eight arms in my car right now, I feel just like tarantula

Runnin' laps around these niggas, I'm feeling like a hamster

Some my vibes be Geminis and some my vibes be Cancers

I be shooting dice with the gang, I'm a gambler