Spin The Bottle - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

Diamonds on me yellow, but my soda black

If it ain't no Glocky, I ain't totin' that

When he hit the booth, think all he know is cap

On me for my cheese, I know this ho a rat

Every day like Thursday with your bitch the way she throw it back

Brodie first to shoot, he catch an opp, it ain't no blowin' back

Take a sample of my DNA, it ain't no ho in that

Once upon a time, used to be broke, bitch, I ain't goin' back

Every night, I pray to God I catch my enemies

He like Nemo, he got lost in that anemone

Dropped a four, I got the Sprite lookin' like Hennessey

When you say, "The shit," they think of me, I'm thе epitome

I ain't gotta cap about it

Bro'll pop an opp, then go and rap about it (Facts)

Hе ain't got no hustle, he can't stack a thousand

If you catch me with your bitch, boy, I'm attackin' tonsils

Yeah, I punch, but I'll still paint your ass, I'm a martial artist

I don't know why I keep rockin' Chrome 'cause my heart the darkest

All that barkin' like a pit he doin', bet I spark his harness

In a UFO, the AMG look like a car from Martians

I ain't photogenic, but my bitch a model (Damn)

Damn near broke my neck when brodie hit the throttle (Skrrt)

Play with DSM, that's how you get a hollow (Brrt)

Pint of Wock' and twenty thots, we playin' spin the bottle

Goose coat Canadian, I'm blowin' maple leaves

Bitch, I stay in motion, I got ADD

Want me on your track, you gotta pay the fee

Funny, he gon' catch some lead, he think about erasin' me

Brodie crack the pint, he finna Styrofoam it

Bitch, the pendant water, so that fire on me

Spin the 'Cat until I melt the tires on it (Skrrt, skrrt)

Bet I knock the wrinkles out his tee, I put that iron on it

Mm-mm, it get— huh

Yeah, mm-mm, it get militant

Mm-mm, it get— yeah

Huh

Play with the Militia, it get militant

Bitch asked me what I want, I said, "A billion"

Address me by my pronouns 'cause I'm really him

Blow 'em like a clarinet, I pop out like I'm Squilliam, huh

Dog Shit Militia