Split - Intellectual

Chorus (Yung Frieza):

I had to flex up on my enemies

They talking shit but it’s just cause they envy me

You still rocking asics while I’m rocking them threes

Shooting fast like I am lightning mcqueen

My shoes alexander mcqueen

I got on amiri jeans

I’m stunting like Mr clean

My bands them cheddar cheese

Verse 1 (Yung Frieza)

They mad cause I’m getting the guap

They mad cause I grinded my way to the top

They mad because I haven’t flopped

They mad because I haven’t dropped

I’m riding around with my team

You know that I don’t have to scream

I’m rhyming with both extremes

My paper 500 a ream

Can’t fuck with these other kids

They snorting that shit like their fucking pigs

They just jealous cause I’m getting gigs

And they’ll never make it past spitting them splits

Bridge (Yung Frieza):

I’m saying a prayer for my enemies

Verse 2 (Zahi):

(?)

Bitch I'm so hopeless

I cannot focus

(?) bullshit

You're in my head

You're in my heart

Just fucking end it

I have no hope

Black Jeans, Blood on my necklace

Bankrolls, (?)

Smoking gas but she told me pull up today

(?)