30ML - Intellectual

I bought a tool just to use on myself

I can't pour twos anymore, nah

I think I got used to the feeling

O.W.N wit my dawgs

You get a brick !

You get pint !

You get a seal !

They should never put me on their set you recruited a killer

Before they got boots on the ground

I had the troops in the field

Dawg will lil bro flipped for a 14k Franco and a new set of rims

We had the young bulls running for us they get rid of a bag, get a Louis V belt

Woah !

Hoe !

Messenger bag full of dopе

I told myself I would quit but my boy just like Curry he can't stop scoring

I can't еven catch a break all these boys they so internet I keep it-

I'm the type to put a bow on my neck

You the type to get high on the load

Ion trust shit

Get my own hands dirty like somebody gimme the soap

Oh they see now I got motion

They ain't wanna gimme my credit

I know !

Ion trust shit breathing at all

Ion trust me keeping it kosher

Twin hit me up on a Monday night he tryna break the rims off the M4

Finna make the tires blow

We ain't worried bout dollars saved

Me and bae we been riding round the city

We been looking for the drop all day

How he beat you in a Jeep ?

You don't wanna see the Trackhawk race

All he did was play the beat

Everybody got a nauseous face

You was hating

They was talking down

I was talking bout getting racks

In and out the mall it's all out

Walk out wit too many bags

Ion trip about a walk down

Who get stomped out in a flash ?

I give a callsign-

Give a call out-

Get em whacked

Been shining

Give a fuck about your glow up

Big ups my white boy

Can't pronounce what's in my soda

Bitch I'm throwed-

Twin off too much Woxy

He owe me for what he throwed up

Hope he know better

Get beat soon as he show up

Real deal vet

Used to be a soldier

You would think that she was popping the question how the bitch copped me a boulder

Púca on me get it tatted

Knew this shit'd get rocky in the long run

223 St. Honoré

You ain't been on that corner

No homo but bros stick thing got a boner

No photos unless BR gives the say-so

Are they kidding ?

Boy they're so bogus

Boogers on me I ain't sick I'm talking bout stones

Only top shelf smoke

I put your rent in what we rolled up

And we ain't going back n forth witcha

It's up wit me, it's over

And this is snot baby don't spill my cup

It's $450 for the fluid ounce that I poured up