TRACK.STAR - Intellectual

Enter my realm a mothafucka bouta get whacked

Smokin out tha sniper rifle know that fuckin bowl packed

I'm fucking cracked lyrically I'm be fuckin stacked

The key to wealth I have hacked

I'm bouta earn me a sack

The fuckin talent I have

Is so easy that I could laugh

I write in the dark out back

Inside of the woods we never ever lack

Mothafucka vamphill tearing up these tracks

I take yo money like taxes

Pass yo bitch like these online classes

Pеople gathering around me in massеs

I'm SLITXOX the new pariah of rapping

These mothafuckas always tryna pull up and scrap

And they don't even know that in my belt is a muhfuckin gat

And they take a lap

Take a lap

Pop a fuckin bean and then I can see da future

Mothafucka you don't even know what I'm gonna do to ya

Imma vampire, blood drinker, evil mothafucka

I make more bands in my sleep

Than you could see in a decade you sucka

Suicidal but I still gotta rough her

She fuckin dirtier than the blade that I keep up under

Imma pull it out and show you up close and personal

Make a mothafucka scream so loud that you would think it was thunder