Deer Meat - Intellectual

[Intro]

Yeah

Your favorite rapper a copycat

Hmm

[Chorus]

Chopper spear a nigga like I'm Cherokee

Hit-stick that bitch, I ain't wearin' cleats

These niggas be pussy, don't dare me

Scope him out, he deer meat

I'm gettin' top while steering

Sippin' on Wock' 'til it fill me

You on Fortnite, you ain't killing

I'm stacking them racks to the ceiling

The beat by Act, hell of a feeling

Got your nose wiped, but you said you weren't willing

Chop his hand off if a fuck nigga reach

Sippin' on clean, I ain't sippin' no bleach

Long live the GOAT, I don't got no OG

Kick in your door like I had the key

My dick in your ho, then make somethin' to eat

[Verse]

I put the beat in the chokehold

Free the trap, nigga got a dope hole

Save the cap, nigga, that's a no-go

Eat up the street like a Hellcat

Reddo up next, run and tell that

I got an L you could hold

Too much VS, it get cold, "Brr"

I press a button, it, "Rrr"

I money count it, "Beep"

He try to slide, "Pew-pew"

You buy it, didn't fire

Now all your fans like, "Why did he lie?"

You want the real? That bundled inside

Ain't signin' no deal, I just want inside

Unless they got L's, then I might've lied

He shoot at the rim, I shoot at the net

Like my bitch pussy, my shots be wet

Been had pointers, we on the baguette

Play wit' my partner, you gettin' wrecked

Ain't no point in you hidin', we gon' intersect

Catch him down bad at the stop sign

Thirty-some shots in the Glock 9

Hatin'-ass nigga, make him Cha-Cha (Boom, boom, bing)