garson freestyle - Intellectual

[Intro]

That's my brother, chop

[Chorus]

Lil chop, boy what you on?

These hoes they know our song

That boy his main, garson

That boy get smoked like bong

Man, someone check my chrome

My lil side piece won't come home

My lil side piece bae wassup

Mix sativa my indica

That hoe not black that's indian

Jumped in the hoe where we end up

My five foot bitch a mini munch

She do that show, ain't paying up

I came up down, boy faded up

My old friends think I'm famous, fuck

My old friends think I'm famous, nigga

Crazy how money changin', nigga

[Verse 1]

Pull a bag out, Draco dangerous, nigga

Might fuck around, spaz, and change his feelings

Bitch steady mad as a fuck, yeah

I fuck around and nut in her butt, yeah

And thе oh my God, FN, it's tucked

Boy, I tend to get hot, I'm stuck

[Bridge]

Eight еyes, the bitch tinted

Okay, we got eight eyes, the bitch tinted, yeah

Fake guys, I ain't trippin'

Ain't trippin' on fake guys, I ain't trippin', yeah

Green beam like a piston

I aim it at your eyes, I ain't missin', yeah

Take a lot just to listen

I'm a money man, money man on a mission

[Verse 2]

I ain't lie, I fuck with this shit though, chop like

Yeah, man, fuck a book, I done ran out like six figures

I'm in my pants, she already know I'm a rich nigga

I'm tryna pop it, cause I ain't no bitch hitter

Call up my sister, on God, she a bitch hitter

To get this shit down, leave you wanting to trip, nigga

I'm in the 6 and they saying I'm trim, nigga

Yeah, shout out Lil [?], yeah

Niggas tryna diss on the net, boy, you know that I been paid

I'm strapped on a sick day

LAX, I went shoppin' and copped me some new damn stuff

I just fucked on my pimp ho, bitch, wow

My slime in the trap, boy, it get wild (Wild)

You rap, then you cut, boy, that's exile (Frrow)

They gave me some shit that I ain't proud

I ain't proud of that shit, fuck it