RIP Drank Method - Intellectual

[Intro]

(BenjiCold, why you icey?)

(Oh, you want the drank method?)

(Uh huh, yeah, oh you want the drank method?)

(Yeah, I remember, okay)

Uh huh (Uh huh, bitch)

[Chorus]

Oh, you want the drank method?

That's gonna cost about ten bands

Tryna jump me? I got ten hands

Come buy you a verse, I don't scam fans

Put that boy in the dirt with his damn mans

Didn't think I would do it but I can

Hoes be acting like critics, they Fantan

Had to paint a picture like I'm Guelz Santan

I got a plug serving grape leaves then I ran

He tryna tax me for like fifty a gram

Well that's 'bout the same as a BenjiCold beat

So don't be surprised if you see mе with heat

Rolling tiramisu with the funnel and sheets

I been on a mission likе strangers and freaks

Your music is mid, it could use a few tweaks

Took a trip to Miami, could use a few weeks

Had to beat his bitch ass, he been selling my leaks

[Verse]

'Bout to pour up this Tris in cranberry Sprite

We up at Ruth's Chris, ain't fucking with night

I'm setting a blitz and leaving 'em tight

You Fortunato that I'm treating you Lite

I hit the lotto with this bitch, I'ma pipe

In the Eldorado when I leave, out of sight

I don't sip Moscato, that ain't really my type

And I feel like Trouble when I thief in the night

Prada, Chanel, Gucci, Yves Saint Laurent

Got an Arc'teryx jacket when it get cold

'Cause I know these bitches really wanna go and see me

Had a discussion with a label, I had to turn they ass down

Yeah, I got these drums like percussion

I'm banging shit but don't make no sound

And I feel like 10k 'cause I Luh Da Sound

Moving like I'm broke, baby going 'round and 'round

Fuck a Glock, put him in the Octagon, make him pound for pound

Throwing bulls in this bitch like I'm Josh McCown

If you're gonna make a bank play

At least let me get half 'cause I know my worth

Aussie connection, he posted in Perth

Brodie in too deep, I don't wanna have to work