WW3 - Intellectual

[Verse]

Got more money in these brand new 'MIRI jeans

Yeah, I got more money than you damn near ever seen

Yeah, wake up, throw some denim on, get my ALYX

My shooters lurk deep in the night, they shootin' greens-greens

When you hit my pack, it's gon' take you to them backrooms

Yeah, I'm smoking crack

Bass boomin', this a new tune

Shoutout to my plug, yeah, you know he brought that pack in

Brennan Jones, FashionTrappin

Ain't catch him in that car, yeah, we get him from that back end

FNN, Five-seveN, stretch him like elastic

World War 3, RIP, this really happenin'

Yеah, I'mma be fried on the frontlinеs

If you need to crack, girl call me, yeah, hotline

Going to the mall, Nordstrom Rack, yeah, it's my time (Me-me-me-me)

Me and them troops in the back, we doin' lines

(Me-me-me-me)

Yeah, we geting high

Getting too faded on these MadBudz, I see the light

When I get sad, I just wanna kill myself

But nobody feel bad, yeah, I got no mental help

Everything feel bad, yeah, it's falling on myself

Yeah, I'm doing real bad, yeah, I need someone's help

What you know about this swag? Yeah, this Chrome Hearts belt

What you know about this cash? Yeah, my wallet made of felt