Carousel - Intellectual

[Intro]

Free Game

[Verse]

In your feelings, you're goin' out sad (Sad)

I'm not so sorry, go get you a bag (Go get it)

You're not with it so, no, you're not gang (You're not gang)

When I die, I'ma leave with a bang (Bang)

She too bad I should get her some Fenty (Fenty)

She don't need it, she countin' up plenty (Plenty)

It's a fact that her job pays well

She make more than you make off a scale

I'm a demon, could take you to hell (Hell)

I'm an angel, I'll show you yourself (Hey)

When I do it I do it so well (Yeah)

Talkin' shit, you get licked with a belt (Blah)

We'vе never been levеl not parallel

My bitch chocolate, vanilla, or caramel (Ooh)

She love it when I be myself (Ooh)

She spin on my dick like a carousel (Carousel)

I'm tryna fulfill what the fans felt (Yeah)

Don't come in my face with a stiff lip

You can keep 'em, my brothers don't take lip

Whole faculty take you for dog shit

Please don't worry 'bout me

Five figures I put in my jeans

Biggest of hips, she can't fit in her jeans

She didn't go Turkey, no surgery, it must've just been in her genes (Ooh, ooh)

By any means, I'ma eat (I'ma eat)

I got the whole world at my feet (Feet)

I'm with a lil' penger, she pretty petite (Petite)

Pretty damn awesome, I'm pretty elite (I'm elite)

I put sauce and panache on the beat (The beat)

Didn't get this Moncler with no deets (Deets)

Didn't drip the red bottom with deets (The deets)

I pulled up and I splash me some P (P)

I went back 'cause the pussy on fleek (Fleek)

You want me and I just wanna skeet (Skeet)

I'm a thot, I belong to the streets (Streets)

Nah, that's cap, I'm a king, where my queen?

On the phone arguin; with a diva

In a Beamer, I'm rollin' sativa

I just bought my lil' sister some Jordan's

And I'm thinkin' 'bout gettin' a mortgage

I came up off the block with a snot-nose

You just got them new Prada's, I got those

I don't worry 'bout bitches, I got hoes

Doin' mileage, I'm swervin' the potholes

Yeah, yeah

I don't have enemies, nah, yah

How could you envy me, cuz? Yeah

Used to be friends with me bruv, yeah

Now you don't show me no love, yeah

Straight to the light from the dark

I'ma bring you, my bro, you're my darg

Groupies saw us, they're like, "Oh my god" (Blah, blah)

[Outro]

Blah, blah, blah

Yeah-yeah

Can you be mine [?] all the time? Yeah