Drop It Video (MV)

I don't know if you heard round here I'm the man
I would never press you, baby, hit me when you can
You could catch me posted in the town or in the land
When you land
Imma take to you the telly and proceeding with the plan
I don't give a f*ck about the shit you bought
I don't give f*ck if that's ya whip up off the lot
Imma need them crackers tryna fee me so like '98 Lil Weezy mama back it up and drop it like it's-
Ok
You should see me in this bitch now that they notin'
Mama pokin' out that dress and out my clothing
And I said I ain't imposin'
I got homies bleeding, locc'in
G-a-m-e I be soakin
And my beats don't come for free cause he produced these out in Oakland
I'm that spoken type
Overhyped
Garments don't get showed in my
Closet, this deposit gettin blown on what we on tonight
I don't gotta worry bout my name cause all my homies fight
Coms with overconfidence is usually not a sober sight
I'm dolemite and
You heard who the f*ck she said she waitin' for
Told her hit the liquor store and don't come back with Jimador
Heard that shorty play me more so why the you even keepin' score?
Save, assort my fee then pour this cup up til I see the floor
Need the tour lil baby you been talkin' bout your address
I been tryna see the living room arrangements and that mattress
Hit yo campus and I confess I'm acquainted and been sneaky
With yo bestie Alexa Demie I ain't talkin Sydney Sweeney
I don't know if you heard round here I'm the man
I would never press you, baby, hit me when you can
You could catch me posted in the town or in the land
When you land
Imma take to you the telly and proceeding with the plan
I don't give a f*ck about the shit you bought
I don't give f*ck if that's ya whip up off the lot
Imma need them crackers tryna fee me so like '98 Lil Weezy mama back it up and drop it like it's-
I'm a nice dude nice dreams
Hoodie straight from Ice-Cream
I don't got em staring, got them muhf*ckas sight seeing
Breakin' all they necks to get a look at what I might bring
Put me on the wall of fame and watch me do the right thing
High beams, everywhere I go proceed to follow
I am not a rapper you are hearing Frida Kahlo
Mixed with Quintanilla and Aaliyah we should all know
That your once a generation rapper-singer be Chicano
Bomb Henny the potion
I long to get devotion
I long extend the pole then
She call me when she open
Come proper when approaching
I'm gone from all the Coping
I might just pimp your song and
Then ball off my exposing
Talk and talk y'all gloatin' on shit that you never seen
How you live at yo mama's house rappin' about this C.R.E.A.M?
Shorty said that she stressin' I treat her like she cuisine
I hop up outta the tub- "the royal clitoris clean"
I don't know if you heard round here I'm the man
I would never press you, baby, hit me when you can
You could catch me posted in the town or in the land
When you land
Imma take to you the telly and proceeding with the plan
I don't give a f*ck about the shit you bought
I don't give f*ck if that's ya whip up off the lot
Imma need them crackers tryna fee me so like '98 Lil Weezy mama back it up and drop it like it's-