CPR - Intellectual

[Chorus]

Walk in, make the hoes stop breathing

She need CPR, steal your heart for no reason, Y-3 on my body every season

This ain't no Olympics, but my jersey just came in

She gon' make her man start tweaking, LA County BNB, your girl tryna see it

Oh yeah, ain't got bread for that show? Then I'm gon' leave it

Headline star, let you keep being complacent

Louboutin, baby, these is not no Converse

She making my head hurt, that's why I had to dub her

He in love with talking online, he a loser

Nitpicking my page, you ain't got nothing to do, sir?

Afghan kush on my clothes, it's got fragrancе

I'm a brown boy, I could tell she got that prefеrence

Denim from Japan, but my boots came out of Texas

I roll through in that Lexus, all white just like my ex, yeah

Stripes over checks, but my checks still came in though

My boys going camo, gon' slide through like commando

Rainbow baguettes, I ain't talking about no bread, bro

Cheat codes for my ammo, that shit came in with my cargo

She know I'm gon' ball like I came out of Chicago

I'm out here standing tall, no, you cannot go where I go