3 Peat - Intellectual

[Intro: BabyTron]

(Helluva made this beat, baby)

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ShittyBoyz

Bags underneath my eyes, bitch, I need sleep

But I'm out of town jamming till I hear a beep-beep

Scoring now, feel like Shaq with the 3P

In the stu' with Helly, nah, boy, fuck yo free beat

Fireman on my ass 'cause I keep heat

Put your dusty-ass fits down, fuck a three piece

Squaring up? I'll send you where the priests be

Reaching for the balls? Bitch a freak-freak

Told that bitch give me space, I need three feet

Your whole team full of perping niggas that be three deep

She mad, I'm just tryna hit her like a DE

To be a hunnid, I'ma spin her ass like a CD

Tryna wrestle? I ain't Randy Orton though

We walk around with movie clips, we the Warner Bros

I brought that bitch in and out like a corner store

Foreign ho sucked the whole dick, fuck a boring ho

Told her it's my all, gave that bitch a quarter though

Sixty for a three-five, boy, you can't afford to blow

Love from the bay but I'm onto Florida hoes

Black and white Raf Simons, stepping in some Oreos

Got real nigga in my veins, you was born a ho

Her mama down stairs, still make her hit a note

[?] I ain't really wanna hit the ho

We doing ten if they see this, baby, close the door

It's over for yo granny if I get her SSN

Exquisite Loubs with the spikes, what I'm stepping in

Devil knocking on the door, I can't let him in

Bitch ran off with my heart once, learned my lesson then

Kung Lao, how I punch you with this mega BIN

Turned dawg swiss cheese if I up the FN then

Do I look like AI? Who you questioning?

Scat too loud, I'ma pull up in the Tesla then

Tryna pull up to the store? We gotta test this BIN

Real sauce on me, boy, call me "Method Man"

Right hook so strong, I'ma test his chin

Up right now, fuck who next to win