Slab Cash Video (MV)

Yo, make them think that you got cash Tell them ladies, you got slabs
It ain't them folks that boast, it's folks that tells you where the truth at
I roast you, I burn you, I bait you Liquid crew comin' through, I pay due
I'm makin' fake crew, you made a mistake fool And I really love you for it, I know you won't

Relate to I got a wicked flow, and I'm gonna kick it at yo
Rolled up, baby, to the freaky show Ladies and gentlemen, H2 the Izzo
Let's toast to the interns that made it to C.E.O
I've been sleepin', I have crazy dreams While I'm with this crazy scene

Now I'm runnin' through the game, bitch, and I'm done too
Familiar with the shit, I'm a man who loves you on nightstand
Say I gotta be the man, I'm the head of my fam
I said, so who you be

Lookin' kinda tight, can I catch a body like Charli
Up in North, stashin' dice up my ass, bitch Thinkin' really serious about it
F*ck ass, ho, uh, yeah Police know, but just couldn't figure me out
In fact, we dragged him out to a disround We hit a block, I'm followin' the story

Now you heard that from the horse's mouth Yeah, yeah, you know that I really love you
The way I walk, you know it's true Disappeared in the crowd, it seemed was true
So I told him how the word of God was true Make your car rattle from the speakers in my trunk
Drunk, and I'm caught, uh-uh, cruisin' down the street, uh-uh

I went down in the C.E.O. little T-Thor, runnin' through a magic slope
In the story, the hoes lookin' like the bad guy
And the C.E.O. falls blind to the love that the hoes of mine gave