Hook - Intellectual

[Verse 1: Linus]

I would

Rather be dead than deadass

Where the Letterman set at?

Get me to New York

Head in a two door

Chick fucked inside the club that we met at

But fuck that suck that nutsack bitch

Only love you when you suck that dick

I’m a buffoon but you love that shit

I’m a dumb bass bitches will come catch this and

Chick got an ass like that

So fat mass hold gravity back

Deprived acts in her cavity lack

All the passive and tame thoughts I actually have

Deep down inside I’m a nice kid

Turned bad when drowned in my vices

Victim of white kid syndrome

Got high for like twelve weeks

And I still haven’t been home

But fuck that though

Home will only slow my roll

I don’t need it

Only going where smoking is holy

And I am jesus

Eating plates of the weed brownies up

We chase beasts like I’m being a cheetah

Save on meats where the homies will meet up

Do coke till my sinuses beat up

Beating demons with powders and potions

Some potent reefer

A notion that I’ve been floating is maybe I’m going deeper

Into this than I mean to

My parents pissed but I’m needing being this little shit

Getting higher up than my ceiling

[Hook: Linus]

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[Verse 2: Rex]

Rather be dead than a deadass

Got a rad job and I pay tax

Car economical, I barely gotta take gas

Chugging 50k, don’t expect a boy to get fast

No - but I’m running circles on yah

When I get up on this plane down to California

Gonna keep it PG on a vacay with my payday

Mickey-eared with the fam out in Disneyland

And I’m back in the city

Got the nippy weather tits and I feel so pretty

With the O-K-6 and we’re trying to get busy

But we pushed it back a minute because Linus into fizzy blow

Me though so clean, never touched none of it

Only with the study drugs, just so I can run up with that

4 point 0, reading books slow, never score low

On any test when I’m motherfucking done with it

I’m the dude that her dad loves

I’m the dude winning over girls with the mad hugs

I’m the dude staying home at night skipping mad clubs

I’m the dude your parents say you should really be more like now

But you ain't got it like this (no no)

So you just work another shift (taco)

I’ll admit that I’m a big headed dick (so-so)

But does’nt matter when I’m handing out the pink slips

[Hook: Linus]

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[Verse 3: KAMI]

Kami three times

Low down dirty dumb-founding niggas

We don’t do the same things no more

You can’t come around us nigga

I Michael Jackson walk off on some hoes

I seen them out of Billie Jean doe

Put molly water in the champagne

Then I turn into a hoe demon

It ain't a secret

That paraphernalia turned you to paraplegic

I had went up to the meeting

Had to bounce back like a phoenix

The pills and the work had you fiending

The sauce and the girl had you fiending

I had to switch her allegiance

Pledging the pure, the pure, the purest

Fishes hooked to the fish scale

Keeping my pocket Christian Bale

Sending the Pyrex’s through the mail

Keeping the talk off the air waves

You know they booking niggas one ways

But I’m getting off like OJ

In front of Jose like no way

Hustle the work till I’m loaded

I upgrade the work then promote it