BARGAINING (TRUSTWXRLD) Video (MV)

I'm in the club
I'm in the cut
Popping Molly and promethazine
F*ck her tomorrow
Locking my jaw
But the body high was heavenly
Don't f*ck with the bars
F*ck with the raw
Off the YOLA I see everything
Not here tomorrow
Pray for the sauce
I know niggas gon' remember me
She is a whore
I'm in heart
And she pleading for a wedding ring
Begging the most
Doing the least
Telling niggas I do anything
F*ck on her friend
Don't make amends
Let that nigga Mac-11 scream
I need dough
I need mo'
Like I'm f*cking with anemone
I'm in a spaceship
Yeah
Double the throttle
F*ck on a model
Pour up a bottle
And pay for the least
And go to an island
Like zoom zoom
Could been us
Could've been Trust
But I lost my nigga too soon
Could've called on a Angel
Wrote me a banger
F*cked with my nose
Went moon moon
But I'm low as credit score
Not a minute more
Better hop out like Rod Piper
Got caught with a QP
But the mayo was all-white like it's Starlight
Now I'm in motion
How you could focus
Flick on like a car light
Call letty at 5
That was fast girl
I'm in need of some ass girl
Who the man in the mirror
Don't ask girl
Cause he'll f*ck up your damn world
Better living with cancer as a dancer
As Donner, as Prancer
I'm the shit stain in a pamper
We playing for keeps
I'm paying to eat
So you know you better finish that
Made a reservation sick of waiting
And I cannot get my money back
So you wonder why I f*ck and I leave
I'm f*cking gon' leave
Been at my lowest
You never had noticed
But you never know it
I'm next to blow
She dirty below
F*ck all of the codes
So we call her lil Mexico
I'm in a spaceship
Yeah
Double the throttle
F*ck on a model
Pour up a bottle
And pay for the least
And go to an island
Like zoom zoom
Could been us
Could've been Trust
But I lost my nigga too soon
Could called on a Angel
Wrote me a banger
F*cked with my nose
Went moon moon
Back to the basics
Feel alive on a hot night
It was too painful
I was too aimless
I was too thankful
I couldn't take it
Sold my soul for a dollar and dream
Satan said that you better than me
Call up Betty when we ready to leave
But if we stay
Just let him breath
If they change they mind
Let em
Thick bordicua
Rocking out in stilettos
It was pole night
For the whole night
But I know right
Better go right
Cause if it's about the money
Then it's bout the money
Hop out on em and I'm flashing hunnids
Call me petty cause I'm fanning youngings
Call up Desi
Bet he blast I'm bunting
I was right there
Still pressured by them nightmares
Used to f*ck with them white girls
Now I just f*ck with the white girl
Better to live and learn
Than to smash her
I guess I should crack her
I'm always sinning like a Pastor
I'm in a spaceship
Yeah
Double the throttle
F*ck on a model
Pour up a bottle
And pay her the least
And go to an island
Like zoom zoom
Could been us
Could've been Trust
But I lost my nigga too soon
Could called on a Angel
Wrote me a banger
F*cked with my nose
Went moon moon