Perfect Timing - Intellectual

[Intro]

(Hell yeah)

[Chorus]

You want bands, you want bands

You gon' make the bands dance

All my diamonds yeah they bussing

Yeah, they do some handstands

How the hell are you gon' lie then say that I'm the badman

I'm in Nickies and Chanelly part of a Balenci band, man

I mean I can get you Ricky if you really want, ma'am

We got way, way too much money I don't think they understand

I mean I can get you drippy if you really want, ma'am

All she wanted just a tinted on a Instagram ad

You so mini, you so kitty, and you going out sad

Yeah, this Bentley ain't no kidding

Yeah, this V8 ain't no drag (Skrrr)

All my money has been hating yeah they can't get off my ass

Boy when you try to talk to me, get caught up in the past

Why you always on my phone

You bugging me just like a pest

She said she just up on me yeah for sex, I don't even stress

Yeah, matter of fact yeah, we can take that Percocet and make a mess

Yeah, shit lets hop on that private jet, escape the feds

Shit, too real, shit too rare

Yeah we fucked up off the meds

I don't know

I don't care

I couldn't care less what you said

All these diamonds yeah they bussing

Yeah they go right through the head

Why you care about what we doing, boy you sounding like the feds

[Open Verse]