Fall Guys - Intellectual

[Intro]

(ok is the hardest, I swear to God)

(We gon' be okay)

Get that pack, man, send it through

This ain't Fall Guys, I can't fall on you

I'm not a tall guy, but my money 6'2"

What you lookin' at? Girl, it's me and you

What you thinkin' 'bout? Girl, let it through

When I'm on these drugs, can I count on you?

When I fall in love, can I count on you?

I love you so much, but I hate what you do

I stay with my mans, feel like Groot

I'm so high, bitch, I don't know what I'm gon' do

Feel like I could fly, bitch, might as well grow me wings too

I don't ask no fuckin' questions, I just shoot

I got drug endeavors, I pop pink and blues (ok is the hardest, I swear to God)

(If you not Ball Hog, then die)

Huh, how much in your chopper? I think a deuce, huh (We gon' be okay)

Nigga wanna be friends, it ain't no truce

It ain't no friends in this bitch

I get fly as hell, I feel like a pilot

This ain't NFL, play with Ball Hogs, we gon' blitz

I just poured some drop, I'm finna make my soda flip

I don't watch my eyes, hope they don't dry, yeah

She told me she love me, I don't fuckin' buy it

He think he can guard me, put him on an island

People keep on textin' me, my phone on silent

I don't wanna talk, dude, I stay quiet