Instruction - Intellectual

[Verse]

My diamonds are not the only thing that be bussin'

You ain't talkin' bout the guala, it's no discussion

Teach you lot of lessons I could teach you, instruction

Too much going on, there be lots of distraction

Too much drip on me, I might get you a jacket

Pull up right on you, we might have a connection

Maybe y'all on me, now I just need some affection

Looking in the mirror, you can see the reflection

Yeah, you thought you'd play me, that's always (?)

Come correct, bitch, I hit you with the ratchet

Snatch your new bitch, they call me a lil' bandit

Playing with your life, don't be fucking gambling

Shawty love the way I fuck, she know I slam it

When we in the room, I paint her like a canvas

Yeah, she know she can't resist, she can't resist

I got Rafs on, VV's, my neck, Balmain, my jeans, Off-White

My team, fast cars

(?), off the lean

This shit, (?)

Smoking on, OG (Gas!)

Yeah, Aye, Yeah