No Brains

Smart guy flows, h2o with a glass of intel
I is a gent that can tell where you dwell
Mind over matter and in trust you do tell
Me (Vice guys), be the guy of your dreams
Mine is a scheme that ends where you seem
Likely to try me, reply with no breaks
Three dots in a box, can't lock your phone
Chase is a drug, pop pills and smoke straight
Who gives a fuck if the sense makes sense
Dollar for your thoughts, penny for your small talk
I've, been a dream guy, subject of ballads
My mind you have it, give a fuck for starters
I mean care just a little, I played the victim
Now I'm taking over feelings, and our dealings
Got me thinking bout the ceiling
Naw, burn the roof

I'm looking for something
In you I can notice
I'm shifting your focus
You stay on my frame
I know, you know we'd try this
Something you can just vibe with
We spin around the time it, the time it
Requires No Brains

You I know, distance grows with a glass of dumb fuck
Green on the brain, want the fame with dumb luck
I bust and it's love, with lust it's tight tucked
Three knocks and a hard pound, 12 it's goes down
Late in the game for the friends we were now
Fuck the rock star, local fame, a lame
And now its flames in the mentions of my name
I'm toxic and your ill, plague is airborne
Tape on the scene of your heart, you were warned
Intel is a gent that's after your lace
3D cups, thats trips in my face
Cuffs on your hands, close the book in your case
You in it when it's it vintage, menace
The kid in your mouth now, my dick is the dentist
You know, get the joke in your mentions

I'm looking for something
In you I can notice
I'm shifting your focus
You stay on my frame
I know, you know we'd try this
Something you can just vibe with
We spin around the time it, the time it
Requires No Brains

Vice guys



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Writer(s): Mikhail Pickett
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