No I.D. - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

Yuh, hop out the coup

My homies getting this loot

Yuh‚ bring it to deuce just know that

We never ‘gon lose

Yuh‚ I got nothing to prove

That’s how I be keeping my cool

Yuh‚ got only one rule

If you fuck with me, then we shoot

Motherfuckers get to acting crazy

Make my getaway off in a Black Mercedes

With the windows tinted, we ain’t packing baileys

Fuck the milk‚ it’s the cheese that we racking daily

Then we party all day and night

Like our name Pinkie Pie

Party Cannon shoot us through the roof

That’s how we get high

Too many opps on my nose I get the

Bankroll then go drip turn to ice like it

Froze hunnids and thousands of gold

Bits make it rain on the floor I am that

Cold dude that you see on the low

Young buck turned into a colt turned into a

Cult why you saying we ain’t got shooters

You a loser little fillie stay low

[Chorus]

Aye, no ID, no ID‚ no ID go off

‘til I D.I.E. then I’ll crush these fools like an MP3 won’t see no

Peace ‘til I see my piece fuck the peace corps tryna take my chi

There’s gonna be a face off, finna take one of they face off leave

‘Em with no ID, breathe

[Verse 2]

John Wick with the magics

Purple Dragons like an acid

Getting bits is a habit

Spend it all on Raf bitch

This zipper ain’t no plastic

Princess life, live lavish

Go stupid go manic

Wait, I don't be making no ballads

It's power hour, vultures are

Circling round the towers I just want

All of the smoke like I'm Chrysalis draining your

Shit like it's down the shower go make like

Bird box, best you cover your eyes

'cause the hunter are out to gouge' em

I'm on my third rock, that means when I attack

You could never break down the outcome aye

Either way Imma get 'em ain't got no

Plan or an algorithm I dead' em as

Quickly as Tirek and Discord joining all of

Their forces for Armageddon so please

Step off the steez ain't none of you rats

Could get half the cheese that I get

Or the motherfucking energy that I rep

CER be the family 'til my death bitch