rip takeoff - Intellectual

[Chorus]

Don't be scared, bruh (If you not Ball Hog, then die)

Huh, we tryna come through with Dracos and hit that shit up, bitch (MAYDAY, MAYDAY, MAYDAY)

Nigga can't ball with the gang, we gon' put his lil' ass on the bench

Yeah, I'm from Buffalo, niggas know that I just came from the trenches

My twin-twin push up with extensions

We try to make sure you not one of them niggas fake flaggin', we gon' press you

Model ho wanna push up to the spot, damn, I'm finna undress her

Damn, I think I'ma pop out with her, yeah, I swerve in a Tesla

We spin his block like a helicopter, we so extra

Y'all playin' catch-up, but y'all can't catch us

I got a bad ho, she look like Elsa

My diamonds on frozеn, we gettin' rich as evеr

I think I fell in love with L.A

I think I wanna smoke some 'za today

We smoke big blunts, where the fuck is my ashtray?

We get geeked up, yeah, shit feel great

We cannot fuck with you, your ass a snake

You wanna pop out with us? You gon' have to pay

And if that label call me, they better come through with some pape'

I was shootin' dice with the gang, fuck, R.I.P. Take

Been sayin' these niggas is lame, bruh, niggas is fake

I'm Mr. Pop Out With Racks, bitches gon' see my face

I'm Mr. Pop Out in Black, won't leave a trace

Drop a four head in my soda, finna take it to the face

Don't be scared, bruh

Huh, we tryna come through with Dracos and hit that shit up, bitch