cayman - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

I got seven naked bitches like a coke house

I got French girls flying out to SoCal

When I step up in the strip, all the hoes know me

Two pounds, that's a whole lotta gold on me

I can't wait until this shit become a regular ting

I met shorty in Miami, we was loaded

Let me whip the Lamborghini, it was floatin'

Gimme, gimme, gimme one year, I'ma own it

I got cheese, I got bread, I got everything between

I'll take a vegan bitch and I give her protein

Pass it to the relly, home run for the team

Got foreign hoes, redbones comin' by threes

[Pre-Chorus]

I been up three days, no sleep, but I ain't tired

She a dub and she actin' like a goofy that's tired

Finna make my bag twenty-three and retire

Crazy, but it's true, I ain't never been no liar

[Chorus]

Fly to the Caymans

I fly to Dubai

I ain't pay for no ticket

'Cause they want me to sign

Pen to the paper, X by the line

You a time-waster, don't waste my time

I can't be trusted with money, it's funny

'Cause that's everything I've been looking for

Sauce when I drip, holy shit, I feel rich

And your bitch is the bitch I've been looking for

[Verse 2]

Everyone snoozing, they sleepin', they snorin'

Roundhouse to yo face, why they call me Chuck Norris?

She wanna be my main, she got ass, but ain't worth it

So I put her on the premium Snap, now she workin'

I had to put away my pride for a reason

Why yo bitch wanna fuck? 'Cause you dry and I'm seasoned

I could smell the bitch on 'em, pussy got a strong fragrance

Think he poppin', but he got a good imagination

Lately, it's been hard to tell what women really want from me

Wonder what's the reason why they come around and fuck with me

Met her last night, said she gon' keep in touch with me

Said I wanna meet her up, no question she gon' fuck for me