robin jeans - Intellectual

[Chorus: Octi]

Need more Robin Jeans, she gon' pop my beans

I'm known as a fiend, DXM, codeine

Feel like Sosa though, you know I gotta glo

You about the glo? Then tell me 'bout Capo

Need more Robin Jeans, she gon' pop my beans

I'm known as a fiend, DXM, codeine

Feel like Sosa though, you know I gotta glo

You about the glo? Then tell me 'bout Capo

Polo scarf round me, I don't wanna see

Count like one, two, three, and then I pop a bean

I don't fuck with them, you know I'm off the ga

And I ain't talking weed, nitrous different breed

She hit up my phone, but my shit is dead

Off the benzos, should act in Walking Dead

They make music now, but they sound like FRED

You with Octi now, let's go get some bread

And I won't try to stop you, you can go ahead

I'ma stay and smoke 'til my brain is fucking dead

Never forget to glo, you gon' shine like me one day

Stop flirting with my friend, bitch, I told you he is gay

Need more Robin Jeans, she gon' pop my beans

I'm known as a fiend, DXM, codeine

Feel like Sosa though, you know I gotta glo

You about the glo? then tell me 'bout Capo

Need more Robin Jeans, she gon' pop my beans

I'm known as a fiend, DXM, codeine

Feel like Sosa though, you know I gotta glo

You about the glo? Then tell me 'bout Capo

In my Robin Jeans, yeah, they [?]

[?] I'ma kick her out the store

Keep a Glockie, bro, 223's at your dome

With my nigga Octi, I swear that they don't want no smoke

In my Robin Jeans, yeah, they [?]

[?] I'ma kick her out the store

Keep a Glockie, bro, 223's at your dome

With my nigga Octi, I swear that they don't want no smoke