Repeat - Intellectual

[Verse 1: XENOPSYCHO]

Came from shadows, call me Mr. Jim Carrey

Friends got a big nose, they be telling fucking fairies

Sorry for the flex, we're going there by ferry

We only do it for the fame, cause the things be getting scary

Feel no pressure, we ride our own beats

Like Post Malone we be writing our own hits (WOW!)

Better watch out, cause we be lurking the streets

Make a beat, record and the repeat

Make a beat, record and then repeat

We be killing this shit, and then repeat

Make beat, record, and then repeat

We be killing this shit, and then repeat

We be killing this shit, we be playing this shit

We be slaying this shit, and then repeat

We be riding this beat, we be cooking this heat

We will give you this treat, it’s so sweet

Why you still killing my vibe?

Why you fear me and then trying to snipe?

Fuck those fuckboys looking for hype

It won't kill of my energy, we'll fuck up the night

When I’m gliding through the air, I hit 0 G

I be dashing though the sky like a F-18

Shawty dance for the money, she be sweet eighteen

And that molly makes me feel

Like I'm bear, jelly bean

So sweet, she be licking on me

If you want some trouble, stop, I`m a call my homies

So sweet, call me lollipop

Looking icy as fuck, we make money drop

Money drop, money drop

Ice, ice, ice, ice

Money drop, money drop

Money, money, money

Ice, ice

We be killing this shit, we be playing this shit

We be slaying this shit, and then repeat

We be riding this beat, we be cooking this heat

We will give you this treat, it's so sweet