Im On Video (MV)

I be addressing these niggas in raps
I do not address niggas in lives
I don't f*ck with these niggas
Tryin to paint me as the bad guy
I done wrote that nigga off now he mad at me
I dune at that nigga now he on my Dee
I done broke the box stop stacking them
I done broke them records stop meddling
On these hoes neck im peddling
Scared of me he threadling
Gave em the smoke backpeddling
Pull up on me we westling
Pushing in pins like I'm doing ya hair
Blowing my high guess im bad guy
I light the match and I burn 'em
Don't tell me to chill out I'm heated
Everything that I spit is deliberate
Every fit that I drip they repeat it
And like Bezos I come with the stacks
Got a new man he'll go to bat
Twenty Two K thats what my last album did
I am the goat milkin these hoes
Want to be me keep on wishin baby
Got anothha man keep on wishin maybe
Get inside wanna eat me cry baby
Eat me or you gon miss me baby
Ayo i was running up his dollar bills
Neck so cold it will you the chills
Want this head he drove me to the hills
In his room i gave him a thrill
Don't need no kid so i took me a pill
Got me a opp now she feelin ill
Smokin ha pack so she wrote me a deal
Breaking ha bank so i put ha on chillz
I be addressing these niggas in raps
I do not address niggas in lives
I don't f*ck with these niggas
Tryin to paint me as the bad guy
I done wrote that nigga off now he mad at me
I dune at that nigga now he on my Dee
I done broke the box stop stacking them
I done broke them records stop meddling
On these hoes neck im peddling
Scared of me he threadling
Gave em the smoke backpeddling
Pull up on me we westling
Pushing in pins like I'm doing ya hair
Blowing my high guess im bad guy
I light the match and I burn 'em
Don't tell me to chill out I'm heated
Everything that I spit is deliberate
Every fit that I drip they repeat it
Girls aint making no money
Bae spent 15 on me
Bought a rarri for show
Then i went and found a hoe
Imma break ya bank again
Then get ya man in my benz
Waitin for a feature
He ate it at his place
This cake he want a taste
Look at that shit look at that bitch
She aint bout it look at ha fit
Look at my wrist
Look at my dimonds
Look at my neck
It all cost a grip
Raccks on stacks im poppin
He want it so he watchin
In the room he toppin
Bust in me or second option
All you hoes is floppin
All my mini mes stalkin
I got his card we swippin
Know you hoes aint about it
All ya money splitin
So get up off my shit
These hoes plottin and watchin
Pop out bitches get to bowin
I be addressing these niggas in raps
I do not address niggas in lives
I don't f*ck with these niggas
Tryin to paint me as the bad guy
I done wrote that nigga off now he mad at me
I dune at that nigga now he on my Dee
I done broke the box stop stacking them
I done broke them records stop meddling
On these hoes neck im peddling
Scared of me he threadling
Gave em the smoke backpeddling
Pull up on me we westling
Pushing in pins like I'm doing ya hair
Blowing my high guess im bad guy
I light the match and I burn 'em
Don't tell me to chill out I'm heated
Everything that I spit is deliberate
Every fit that I drip they repeat it