Mhm Uh Huh Video (MV)

Merrily they droppin' like flies like flies
Merrily they droppin' like flies like flies
Merrily they droppin' like flies like flies
Merrily they droppin' like flies like flies (On god)

Keep this choppa by my side I ain't going like that
Hit a nigga in his shit and push his top way back
Had to walk a nigga down and hit that nigga in his head
They'll rename blocks but won't go and get back

They won't go and get back, they won't go and get stacks
Why you posted on that block, boy I told you not to lack
He was dissing on the guys so these bullets ate his back
He ain't bitching on no mission, no he gon' shoot that

Uh-huh
Tryn get up on a nigga, blow his mind
This nigga lackin' by himself, bro, he mine
Niggas bitches, they do not commit crimes

Mm-hmm
Uh-huh
Bro, you better shoot your gat, stop crying
If you can't catch the nigga, keep trying

And if I catch him by myself, I'ma fry him (fry em)
You did not throw a shot, stop lying
Bro we looking for the opps like we mining
He just bust down his watch, all diamonds

If this nigga try to play, take it off him
I was s'posed buy a gat, double-cross him
Bro, we spinnin' all them blocks like we flossing
Heard he dissing on my mans, now he drawling

Bro, you gotta hit his hat, stop stalling
Bitch, I'm cooking him the stu, stop calling
He was laughing all the time, now he bawling
He dumb as shit, he should've backed up

His fault, he ain't know I got the gat tucked
Press up on me, that got him filled up
Doctors saying, ain't no way he gon' heal up
That mean he baked, yeah, he over fried

If he would've thought about it, he'd still be alive
Mm-hmm
Uh-huh
Lil bitch, I won't call, not at all

If you ain't tryn f*ck, don't text
I know he sick when them bullets hit his neck
Mm-hmm
Uh-huh

Can't catch one opp, I want them all
He finna die why he lackin' in the mall
I got the Glock, that's why I'm feeling so tall
I think my opps need a motherf*ckin' lifeline

Cook they man, he won't come back for a lifetime
I'm the one to commit, I won't fight crime
It's this one lil opp, I got my sights on
He disappeared, he won't come back when the lights on

I know they tee'd whenever they hear my song
Gun residue, gotta wash it off with pine-sol
Use bleach if you think it ain't come on
Wash your clothes, you don't want them niggas catching on

These shots yea my opps, gon' catch em all
Got the switch, already knowin' bitch, I like to ball
No Foolio, but I really want to kill em all
We gon' ride down that block, playing Black Christmas

He was dissin' on the guys, so he got dismissed
I've been chiefing the L, bro do you wanna hit this
That's another f*ckin' opp straight up on my hit list
Mm-hmm, uh-huh

Big, 1ne 5ive, boy, 1ne 5ive, baby
Mm-hmm, uh-huh
Big, 1ne 5ive, boy, 1ne 5ive, baby
Mm-hmm, uh-huh

Mm-hmm, uh-huh