Ether - Intellectual

[Chorus: Bravoo HunnidZ]

Alexander McQueen on my feet, I'm stepping in the trap

If I'm in the back seat, the pistol's sitting on my lap (Fuck)

If I don't know that nigga, I won't reach out, try to give him dap

I just count the money (Plugg) up, I do that on my leisure

All these diamonds shining in his face, he had a seizure

He almost lost his all just for being too eager

I was sixteen. pouring eights in two-liters

Bravoo got a stick, would've thought I was Derek Jeter

He's smoking cancer sticks, but we smoking on that reefer

My plug from the old school, he still got a beeper (Fuck)

Nas with that chopper, I'ma hit him with the ether

They thought it was a pass, this a quartеrback keeper

Ain't talking 'bout no food when I say that bitch a eatеr

These niggas know it's "fuck 'em", I don't gotta use a finger

Chopper'll knock them out the park, but we hitting real dingers

Bullets pierce him, bee stinger

Niggas be don't want it and they still like to linger

Albert Einstein 'cause you got to be a thinker

I took the right turn, I didn't have to use a blinker

Hothead, no fever

Used to the lies, so it's hard to believe her

Good with these hands, could've been a wide receiver

This bud got me in the air, I am no retriever

This not the Chi-Lites, but really, have you seen her?

This not Nickelodeon, but he a Angry Beaver

She a spoiled brat, she be acting like a diva

Tyreek Hill moving faster than a cheetah

Alexander McQueen on my feet, I'm stepping in the trap

If I'm in the back seat, the pistol's sitting on my lap