BODILY FLUIDS - Intellectual

[Intro: nascar aloe]

Keep my name out your motherfuckin' mouth

Have the long way down, wouldn't want you to find out

I can smell the fuckin' bitch in you and that's without a doubt

I'm a fuckin' ashtray, I only do this shit for clout

Fuck

Pledge your body to the morgue

Bruce lit up when he was four, now smokes twenty-five cigarettes a day

Boy's mother said he throws tantrums when he doesn't allow him to smoke

Blood spillin' on a tarp when I walk the night

I'm a sick fuck, leave your body fuckin' crucified

Why yo' bitch up on my dick? I tell her, "Take a hike"

Know that's shit sweet 'til that blood money's up inside my mind

I think I need a fuckin' cigarette

7-fuckin'-.62s, I dump them in your bitch too

Get violent in a Red Room, I'll hang you in the rеstroom

I'm spitting in your bitch blood, she wanted more, I did too

Whеn I'm walking down the street, bitch, I hope you hide

I'ma spit bile on your face, I tell you, "Open wide"

How these bitches gonna see when I take both their eyes?

I cannot sleep, takin' pills, hopin' that I fuckin' die

Kill a cop today

On moms I will get you, make your loved ones forget you

Set fire to his bedroom, I give your head a restroom

I'm pissin' on his carcass, these bullets give him headroom

I feel so much joy when I hear them skulls crackin'

Pick yo' damn boy up off the floor, he need a casket

I woke up again covered in blood

Couple fuckin' rolled up rugs, yeah

Keep my name out your motherfuckin' mouth

Have the long way down, wouldn't want you to find out

I can smell the fuckin' bitch in you and that's without a doubt

I'm a fuckin' ashtray, I only do this shit for clout

Fuck

I've drank one hundred beers, smoked a hundred cards of cigarettes, and now I'm gonna fuck one thousand bitches