Gangsta Video (MV)

On ma momma, on god, I'm a gangsta
Playin jokes, u can call me a pranksta
Ask me bout ma ex, i ain't even text her
Workin up in the lab like I'm Dexter
On ma momma, on god, I'm a gangsta
Playin jokes, u can call me a pranksta
Ask me bout ma ex, i ain't even text her
Workin up in the lab like I'm Dexter
I just here delivering like I'm Papa John
U actin high, but i don't even know wat the f*ck u on
I'm a gangsta, i ain't f*cking wit dat snitching shit
Pull up in da whip, u might as well jus take a hit
On the run from da cops, now I'm on da news
Fukk the po po, u know I'm bout to refuse
Got the drip, u can tell just by my shoes
Bitch borin, so u know I'm finna go snooze
Jus go on, cuz niggas knowin who i rock wit
With dese gang signs, u know i ain't finna stop it
Talk shit to me, boi u better run fast
Cuz i got on da glock, and i ain't even pass class
U prolly got niggas on, out to harass
U know i be fighting, I'll push em to the grass
Yknow, we could party and get high on cocaine
Cuz I'm here shootin up like I'm Kurt Cobain
And i got cash, I'll just make it rain
So dat will all work, and u can't complain
And if dats the case, den i might go insane
I could be at a party, jus pourin champagne
Just look at the drip, I'll be packin dis heat
Cuz with all of dis, I'll be hard to defeat
She looking ugly, dat bitch outta luck
But despite all of dat, I'm still tryna f*ck
On ma momma, on god, I'm a gangsta
Playin jokes, u can call me a pranksta
Ask me bout ma ex, i ain't even text her
Workin up in the lab like I'm Dexter
On ma momma, on god, I'm a gangsta
Playin jokes, u can call me a pranksta
Ask me bout ma ex, i ain't even text her
Workin up in the lab like I'm Dexter