McQueen - Intellectual

[Intro]

She don’t ever say nothing

But her tats are tryna say something

When we blow that day coming

I give her what she want, she want, she want

That Hermes leaves her mesmerised

She know the real never dies

All these clowns don’t spend their penny wise

When you ball it ain’t eleven-a-side, no

Stand tall, I pray you never hide, no

They shall fall if wе ever collide, oh

Hopе you all ready for the ride

Got a couple quid now

If I had to sit down

Show me that you’re really down

Overspill as I drip to the brim, yeah yeah

I got franc, I got euro, I got yen, yeah yeah

I can’t stop, need a mil, need a quid yeah yeah

Boy, we only out ‘ere for the quid

Super balling, throwing lizzy on my Queen

Need a towel now I’m dripping in McQueen

Family first but I do this for the Queen

Oh, that’s how we live

Brand new foreign show you money ain’t a thing yeah

Brand new foreign got me soaring through the wind yeah

Doing numbers now your bredrins all want in

Only call in when you’re calling for the quid

They wanna shout me now

Tried to count me out

Now my accountant count it yeah

Yin Yang with her

Running that balance up

She so bout it, bout it

So fine’s so hard to find

Blow their brains, be the mastermind

She won’t ever see her card decline

Cos her sugar daddy Father Time

And her Uncle Sam

So I take her to the Motherland

Then I stack hundred grand

Pull up with them 50s, 20s, everywhere we go