Pat Pat Video (MV)

I be in the boonies cruising don't need navigation
Tables turned, nigga sick , I'm just mad they hating
Yo bitch vent to me bout everything she be mad you faking
And don't ever bring da clizzys to yo house, plus the trap ain't vacant
And If I throw yo ass a bow you better come back and need two
Yeah a lot of shit done change I'm in the crib in my Stu
Money really thumbing threw them racks I might need two
Yeah I been broke before but I'll never fumble a alley oop
Yeah
Pat pat , Spin a cat
We still bending inna scat
And Jo just sold a nigga strike he want it back
He know to come with pape cause if he play he getting fapped
And Ian ducking shit but the police
Put the guard in shooter Ill do him like ginobli
And name valid as f*ck can't no nigga say the hoed me
We do the pressing when I see em imma smoke em
Can you make a band
Can you play yo hand
The way I'm plugged in you'll thought I had jamaican friends
He just upped 5 blues he need to save his friends
Bitch Ian tripping bout no sauce I'm really making bands
I just beat my case the lawyer paid ash
He cooked, he gotta court appointed attorney his ass going to jail
They can lock me up for life bet I won't tell
Scat pack flying down the mile fast ash
I been getting paid since I was 16 Nigga my dad showed me
Told me never leave the crib without that mag on me
Now I got that bag on me pockets fat I like cash dummy
Yo son a bitch, He ended up a crash dummy
Pat pat
Now we inna track, yup, tez tripping he got draky inna back
Chop in my shirt you know ion never lack
She ain't retarted if she coming to my crib I bet you she gone make it clap