Bullshit N Fuxkery (feat. Touchbands) Video (MV)

Niggas know it can get ugly
(Yea, Yea)
Niggas know shit get ugly
Niggas better not
Better not f*ck with my money
We on that bullshit and f*ckery
We on that bullshit and f*ckery
F*ck with my money, niggas know shit can get ugly
Sleezy gone pull up get dummy
Yea, mhmm
Yea, mhmm
Mhmm, ahhh
We on that bullshit and f*ckery
F*ck with my money, niggas know shit can get ugly
Sleezy gone pull up go dummy
Mhmm pussy boy, you could get bun up and duppy
Pack 'em up, rack 'em up, snuggy
Send him to meet all his buddies, they all sleepin' comfy
Opp niggas mad they can't touch me
Treesh bitch she kick me a touchy for dick she a busty
Broke open the coffin, opp niggas what im tossin'
See the pearly whites, so you know a nigga flossin'
Ask the father for forgiveness, everyday a nigga sinnin'
Run up the digits, like Peter gotta get the chicken
Designer weed got me stinkin'
Money comin', fingers itchin'
I was trappin' hard life was glitching
These niggas wasn't even thinkin'
They was missin' now these pussies tryna fill in
They say they want beef
They mad, in they bitch mouth I be grillin'
I been 'bout my breesh
For a fact, after that yea I'm dippin'
You done know I treesh
Later on, spin back for the dealings
We on that bullshit and f*ckery
F*ck with my money, niggas know shit can get ugly
Sleezy gone pull up go dummy
Mhmm pussy boy, you could get bun up and duppy
Pack 'em up, rack 'em up, snuggy
Send him to meet all his buddies, they all sleepin' comfy
Opp niggas mad they can't touch me
Treesh bitch she kick me a touchy for dick she a busty
I invested in myself, designer jeans might rock me a belt
Ice freeze but these diamonds don't melt
His mans died, I can't say how it felt
Top get lonely
But always choose growth over company
Can't clone me, it's only one of me
We all big dogs no under me (Skrttt)
Sprinter bus, bought the whole gang on the scene
Designer drip, ooh we lookin' clean
New 30 and it came with a beam
Disrespect and his body drop
Raid hit, I caught caught with the knox
Kneel down and I pray to god
Lord knows I ain't gone stop
And my past got me fragile
Down bad but I'm back now
Gang runnin' up a pack now
No linemen, we gettin' sacks now
Man man with a bitch name Raven
Dead Presidents been my cravin'
We up now, no more waitin'
Kings still here like my boys was Haitian, yeah
Y'all thought I was finished
Smoke a opp kush for fitness
Don't got the glizzy, I ching-ing
Mad max song chop him like ring-ing
He ain't make home for no din-in
He ain't make it home for no supper
Back to the bread and no butter
On the roads, burnin' big rubber
Treesh but she want me to love her
Big Spliff put up they number, yeah yeah
When i slapped it, it sounded like thunder
I slap it out after no slumber
Back on the roads like a trucker
Been about paper, we ran up them numbers
After I cash it, I dub her
Stupid hoe, blockin' your number
We on that bullshit and f*ckery
F*ck with my money, niggas know shit can get ugly
Sleezy gone pull up go dummy
Mhmm pussy boy, you could get bun up and duppy
Pack 'em up, rack 'em up, snuggy
Send him to meet all his buddies, they all sleepin' comfy
Opp niggas mad they can't touch me
Treesh bitch she kick me a touchy for dick she a busty