INK - Intellectual

[Chorus]

Ink tap, matte black trigger, got the thing back

Cock it with my fucking finger, I'm a Mi'kmaw

Metis native white go figure, I'ma sink sand

Stuck in world pinch it bigger, I'ma big man

I'll eat your strategy for dinner, gonna ping pan

Labryinth how do we all enter, I'ma sing sam

Wearing rings that make me thinner

Invisible and a winner, ghost from the cut blood innit

I'm a cannibal, eat the maddened hoes, visible sluts like giranamo

Looking like a kite for these animals, losing that boss that I handed to

Versace and Prada it's Gucci I'm Gucci on coochie woah bitch I've had enuf

Scratched that itch now I'm on an out, leveling up in a gamе of love

For craft, for satan, for powers, which latent

Throw an oxy down my chorus for thеse oxymoron faces

I shoot em like a pair of ducks, could get someone with a pair of chucks

Nuns and the bitches armed with the black hair for which I lust, espair and mud

Yeah, Scriptz