Earth - Intellectual

[Intro]

Yeah, yeah

[Chorus]

Look at my body, I'm wearing the finest

My money adding up, and y'all just minus

Wipe that boy nose, uh, yeah, sinus

Mix the drugs in the cup like its science

Run down on me, then you get to dying

Now he a pilot, yeah the way he be flying

He on a T-shirt, He in a damn hearse

Counting this damn guap, I know that it damn hurts

All this money, yeah, I don't even work

I still be moving with that work

We can put your man up in an urn

Grab a wood and I roll that Earth

[Verse]

Yeah, rolling up this Earth

Put your homie in an urn

Lil bro, what you worth?

Boy, you say you want the smoke, is you sure?

Cause it really ain't shit to put him up in the dirt

In the Four Seasons with your hoe, had the hoe lifting up her skirt

Sliding up in a new coupe, pull off in that bitch like skrt

Yeah they ain't on shit, they just scary

Christian Lou's on my feet, the bottoms same color as a cherry

Poured a whole pint inside a 2 liter I'm finna (?)

I be scheming like Ed, Edd, & Eddy

Whip it in the spot, until it's ready

Choppa hit him, bullets right through his belly

Got kicked out for smoking in a telly

Choppa gon sing, just like R. Kelly

I got the loud, pack it's smelly

Walk in the trap and you smell it