GRANDSON - Intellectual

[Intro: Goopstro]

What I do for work? I get steady income

I got twos that go to work, I call them my damn sons

That ho poke me and suck me like Capri-Sun

I got locked up in October, bro said, "Free my damn tw—"

Uh-huh, yeah

I'm like, "Free my damn twin"

Might dunk on a nigga, then score it again like fuckin' AND1

I guess my sons done made some sons, I got some fuckin' grandsons

Been on the run for a couple days, they got my head on ransom

I don't know this ho, she just give me face, she said I'm fuckin' handsome

Boy, you is a ho, you ain’t running no fade, my niggas might fuckin' pants him

[Verse 1: Goopstro & rexv2]

ARPs, they shoot with range, I just called up my day one (yeah)

She said my Vetements are clean, baby, why you say so? (yеah)

Baby, why you say so?

Bih', why you say so?

I ain’t never had no way, my niggas done had to makе one

I be stayin' all in they ear, some shit just like a Raycon

Uh, laser beam all in Milan, sound like a ray gun

Yeah, all these bitches a waste of time, your bro, he the fake one

Uh-huh, my twin, he just passed it off, he know I'ma make one

Bitch, your ass like day ninety-nine, you is not my day one

Why you sittin’ there so surprised? Pussy nigga, say somethin' (You are now listening to ABERRATION)

Turned her on TV

Okay, take her on, freaky (Uh-huh)

Her new name is Kiwi (Yeah)

Body curvy, seaweed

She a ten, yeah, she gon' expect tens, no

Don't got no friends, yeah, but at the club she dance, uh

Don't make no sense, yeah, our bodies getting tense, yeah

Yeah, we getting tense, let the night commence, yeah

What's your defense? Her body's lookin' trench, yeah