FOURTH GEAR CYPHER! - Intellectual

[Intro: slayr & Playboi Carti]

What?

Grrt, woah

Yeah, ready, uh

Yeah (Darkspin)

Woah, huh, huh, ayy

Woah, huh, yeah, ayy (slayr)

[Chorus: slayr]

Shut up, nigga, we finna be up there

Bye-bye, nigga, you finna be off there (Fire, fire)

Nigga, you finna be done there

Chopper volcano, it's finna erupt there

Uh, why niggas actin' so fruity?

I'm bringin' a whole lotta red, not tomato (Yeah)

Walk in this bitch like a menace

I'm losin' my mind, man, I'm feelin' like Faygo (Yeah)

I'm not waiting over this

And nothin' you makin' over this

I'm takin' over, goin' over every nigga that gon' stand in my way

Money getting stretched out, looking like pilates

Walkin' with a beam, I feel like Kamehameha

It don't matter, sippin' on the Wocky, Wocky

I made me some shit like Rockstar Made

And you finna get rolled like Rocky (Rocky)

[Refrain: slayr]

Huh, we got them bands with us (What?)

Huh, we got them bands with us (Yeah)

Huh, we got them bands with us (What?)

Huh, we got them bands with us (Yeah)

[Verse 1: slayr]

Runnin' the track like it's click-clack, uh

You are not gettin' that bitch back

I'm finna pass my biggest song

But you know there will still be a mix-match (Buh)

Move past 'em, but I'm not gettin' up (Yeah)

Walk with that bitch 'cause I wet it up (Grrt)

This is my show, never regular

Tell my why the fuck you think I'ma make it up?

Sun is shinin' on my wrist, finna bake it up

Got some water on my shit, finna lake it up

Don't even matter because my shorty named Selena

You know that the Glock finna shake it up (Shake it up)

[Bridge: slayr, Playboi Carti, OsmKapo]

Jump, huh, yeah, grrt

Woah, jump, yeah, uh

Jump, huh, yeah, grrt (Yeah, never too much, uh, yeah, never too much)

Woah, jump, yeah (Uh, yeah, never too much, uh, yeah, never too much) (Woah)

[Verse 2: OsmKapo]

Bitch, I'm on top of my shit (Woah)

I don't know why these niggas be talkin' on me

But I'm rockin' Gucci with the fit (Hahaha)

And I'm uppin' that fire, bitch, I'm uppin' that (Blit)

I'm in Off-White and she lovin' that

I hit her once, I ain't callin' back

Diamonds on me and they shine like the sun (Yeah)

Goin' straight to the top, bitch, I need number one

I-I hit an opp with the blicky (Buh, buh)

Yes, I got the sticky, don't call it a gun

12 tryna pin me, I go on the run (Yeah, yeah)

They tryna talk it out, not tryna talk it out

I hit the gas and it fuck up my lungs

Man, what you talkin' 'bout? What he talkin' about?

He play with gang, then that nigga is done

I said this beat is so magical, I feel like Bandicoot

These niggas really ain't none (Nah)

"How much you spend?" Like a band or two, I'm in a Bentley coupe

Never worry about my funds (Buh-buh-buh-buh)

She ate my dick like an edible, she say I'm edible

I ball hard just like the Suns (Yeah)

Play with the gang and I'm deadin' you

Bitch, I went up and now (Slatt) these bitches just like to suck

[Interlude]

Woah, Yankee with no brim

[Verse 3: Yung Fazo & TheHxliday]

Yeah, (Woo), buh

She wanna watch how I get all the bands (Bih)

I'm gon' spaz out, yeah (Buh), bring the racks out, yeah

I know she a ho, I said I'll blow her back out, yeah (Skrrt)

If you be talkin' right up on the 'Gram, then we bringin' the mags out, yeah (Woo, buh-buh-buh)

Yeah, (Woo), buh

She wanna watch how I get all the bands (Bih)

I'm gon' spaz out, yeah (Buh), bring the racks out, yeah

I know she a ho, I said I'll blow her back out, yeah (Skrrt)

If you be talkin' right up on the 'Gram, then we bringin' the mags out, yeah (Woo) (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Verse 4: TheHxliday]

Young rockstar, that's how I'm comin'

I feel like Manson, don't give a shit (Yeah, yeah)

Go through yo' bitch like a runway

She like them diamonds that dance on my wrist (Aw yeah)

I know what I'm gonna be someday

Can't hit me up 'cause I be in the mix (Yo' bitch all—)

Yo' bitch all up on me, yeah, she been hands-on

I feel like Elon, you see me blast off (Yeah, yeah)

That money ain't green, no, it's blue in my Phantom (Woah)

Walk on the scene, now you've seen I'm a star (Wow)

I'm rockin' out with yo' bitch, I feel like I'm Nirvana (Wow)

No, I am not talkin' no guitar (Wow)

My Rollie, it be bustin' in the moonlight (Wow)

If you talkin' shit, then we aim with that grah-tah (Wow)

Know I'm gon' make it, that's on my mama (Wow)

I got yo' bitch naked, she callin' me father