Intellect (Illinois) - FWM lyrics

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Intellect (Illinois) - FWM lyrics

[Hook: Intellect] f** With Me We blowing money can you feel the breeze We popping bottles up in VIP That's why yo girl trynna f** with me, f** with me, f** with me [Pre-Verse 1: Intellect] f** with me They will never match my energy Cause it bring out my inner g Two middle finger to my enemies, R.I.P (YIKES) [Verse 1: Intellect] Put em in a casket, Dead that Bombs when I'm attacking, need a head wrap Bullets leave you covered better duck, Aflac Leaving smoking like a blunt, then I pa** that, trash that Leave rappers in a trash bag, toe tags Ak-47 load that then, (pow pow pow) hold that Yo insides expose that, just know that My drive higher than 8 jacks Punchlines stronger than 8 Mack's, 2 deck you Swings from 8 jacks, with an axe, in a boxing match, Fresher than Ajax Spit Amtrak's, on these Damn Tracks Flow sharp as LCD You throwing thumb tacks You jokers will never ever ever get it straight you started on broke back Ever since I got signed they see the shine of the Rollie Now these fake n***as trynna be my homies Talking about "I did this I did that so you owe me" With they hands out Heisman trophy Quit fronting like you know me, like we go back like the oldies You a joke a prank a hoax, cause when I was broke you never [Hook] [Pre-Verse 2: Intellect] f** with me It's Intellect Im repping RFG And yo girl trynna do the Team We in the game you n***as second string (YIKES) [Verse 2: Intellect] Like the ba** band I rap cold, got cold wraps like saran, Wrapped Fridge pan packed with frozen food I drop j**els, like Martin in blue, (streak) I'm elite, they can't compete, lyrically I'm martial arts, see my words spark Possessed like a gun charged, k** the kitty every time I'm at large Every time, your girl with you I tell her come thru, movie night question mark no hesitation She text back can't wait exclamations, translation She gone scream, we making love faces She on her knees, tongue out like shoes with no laces To the game I'm the Lebron this my powder wave Hit it like the lotto and give her that power play Get big, Tom hanks then I cast away Work her out to get off like an holiday Beat it until her back cave Superhero flow the booth my bat cave I eff rap in so many ways You would Think Ima p**n star a who*e Prostitute or Sex slave, still nobody in the game can [Hook]