INTERCONTINENTAL Lyrics

Shit these seats comfy as hell

Man I'm fuckin hungry hope they got peanuts on this bitch

Is it true they let us smoke up here

Yea i've been rollin up since this mornin

Thats fuckin wild

Ladies gentlemen and motherfuckas

Thank you for flyin with frequency airlines

We are soon to approach our destination

So please

Buckle up and shut the fuck up

We some intercontinental motherfuckas

International brothers

Smoother than Benz full of butter

Do the dirty dance with your mother

Kicking through your sound system suckers

We ain't stutter motherfuckas

We some intercontinental motherfuckas

International brothers

Smoother than Benz full of butter

Do the dirty dance with your mother

Kicking through your sound system suckers

We ain't stutter motherfuckas

The 3 come thru with mo roots than kunta

Kick it wit da old school but boutta make a new one

Listenin to some west coast shit ever since I fuckin grew up

But i'm always payin homage to the city where the twins blew up

Blaw

I'm never gonna shut the fuck up

I'd like to find a wife but i always fuck the stuck up

Bars so hard that if they hit they fuck a truck up so duck dont try your luck buck shot mothafucka

Salvin come in with the pain train

Get a lot of head so i'm always playin brain games

Tryna be gettin money and also gettin my name fame

Your raps and my shit can both go in the same drain

All my lines is articular

And alla yall can suck on this particular testicular

He kill it so fast make the manslaughter vehicular

Tappin em on the ass and invadin the vestibular

Ladies and gentlemen we about to approach our final destination

We are now arriving at our next destination

Yo yo what the fuck

Bro these are my fuckin announcements

Get off the fuckin mic

Go drive the plane

Cannot duplicate this kinda energy

Be a groovy motherfucka way I rock the melody

Like to boogie

Ain't a party till I've entered it

Bring enjoyment

Thick black bitches bring the ointment

Don't take kindly to being taken for a fool

Imma mellow happy fellow

Do not disrespect my mood

Bunch of gaggling geese

Go honk and hiss for no reason

Call it hunting season

Cook it up and then freeze em

With my two brothers steppin it up

They from Columbia, Malta, we thicker than blood

Shout out Kampala my hometown

We making out

I said, We making it out

Eyya eya

Wangi

Eyya eya haha

Tukuze

Eyya eya haha

Tukuze

Comin up in here i'm hotter than fire

I spit the truth but bitches call me a liar

I'll come twice but i'm not the messiah

Man fuck it i'm a fucking roll a fat ass fuckin j witcho bible

So bring it it's on

What the fuck going

I'll just finish this song and then

Fuck this shit up hit you up we rolling then we gon

Turn up like it's the mothafuckin weekend

Fuck a pre drink bitch we dive into da deep end

And we rolling hard

Got the frequency

Bumpin out yo car

And it's plain to see

We be fuckin stars

Turning up the heat

Leave you all in awe

Yeah you best believe

Walking down the avenue feelin all bossed up

I know all the ladies wanna dip of my salsa

Y'all just fuck around but we do this shit proper

Shoutout to my brothers from uganda and malta

We some intercontinental Mfs

International brothers

Smoother than Benz full of butter

Do the dirty dance with your mother

Kicking through your sound system suckers

We ain't stutter motherfucka

We some intercontinental Mfs

International brothers

Smoother than Benz full of butter

Do the dirty dance with your mother

Kicking through your sound system suckers

We ain't stutter motherfucka

We some intercontinental Mfs

International brothers

Smoother than Benz full of butter

Do the dirty dance with your mother

Kicking through your sound system suckers

We ain't stutter motherfucka