Eugh - Intellectual

I went and tatted my face

Cross on my arms I’m not mason

Sin everyday I’m no saint

Fill up my lungs with propane

Ganja been keeping me tame

Ganja been keeping me sane

Roll up a J go to space yeah

Can’t go out like Kurt Cobain

Bitch I’m too pretty to die

Know they plot on my demise

I see the hate in their eyes

Know their intentions disguised

Soon Imma need me a

Pray that she ain’t no Delilah

Lord knows I need me a rider

Treat her good never two time her

Maybe some time in the future

I just got back in my groovе

Too many vibes in the room

It’s getting hardеr to choose

I got some fans in Brazil

I got some fans in Peru

Shawty done curved me before

Now I tell her what to do

She throwing it back while I beat from the back

Turned to a boss and I ain’t even grad

Turn up to my songs and they give me a bag

Counted me out why you think they so mad

Bitch I shine in the dark I don’t need me a lamp

Hunnids on hunnids on hunnids on hunnids

On hunnid coming fast

Said that she love me I know that it’s cap that’s what she said to her man

Said that she hate me for leading her on I said it wasn’t the plan

She see that I’m heating up now she wanna go and blow me like she is a fan

Eugh