beacon - Intellectual

[Intro]

She don't want my moon baker, we shake her

New shiny on my wrist and they tryna take it

[?] and they sing like a nigga Baker

(Wah) We hid his body in his lounge, oh, he wouldn't make it

Yo, how the fuck—

Yo, how the fuck—

(ruby)

Yeah, yeah

Top notch

Wah, wah

I ain't hit you back, yeah, know I prolly should

If they don't [?] bitch, you know I prolly could

He's tryna make amends, say we on the wrong foot

I'm in the solar system smokin legendary kush

(Industry girls) She don't want my moon baker, we shake her

New shiny on my wrist and they tryna take it

[?] and they sing like a nigga Bakеr

(Wah) We hid his body in his lounge, oh, he wouldn't makе it

[?] autotune this shit like it was finna make it

Damn, that shit started some new shit, but you ain't really make it

If your whole career passin' down then they shouldn't take it

Don't you think [?] just cartoons and animations

Tha-tha-that's what I'm seein'

[?] make him fear for his wellbeing

Had to get up off my ass let [?] begin

Held my wrist up to the sky, use it as a beacon

Now I'm sitting here like, "Damn, then you must be tweakin'"

Your new shit gon' blow the fuck up if you got me featurin'

Niggas only fuckin' with you in your own region

All these niggas be some rejects, I'm fuckin' leaving, yeah

(Hey!)

Yeah, yeah

Alright yeah

Yeah-yeah, yeah yeah

I dropped outside, yeah-yeah