Super Gremlin Video (MV)

I'm on a hundred and love, I'm on a hundred and love
I need help got the big bad
Niggas wonder why I got the big head Low sweet and the silent last thing
Jump and put the call in Sick high nigga ballin

Feel one of the house and it's stonkin' Fell off and I bounce back
F*ck everybody that talk shit Fell out from right under them bitches
Yeah, bitch run back to me Niggas start actin' like bitches
Yeah, now I don't f*ck with them niggas Fell out from right under them bitches

Yeah, bitch run back to me Niggas start actin' like bitches
Yeah, now I don't f*ck with them niggas Nah, baby, I ain't tryna make love
Just wanna f*ck and get back into the paper Ain't got time for the fake love
Bought paper so all these niggas hate us Doin' bad business, gon' die about it

Won't smoke but don't be around it I don't care if these lame niggas
Droppin' leather tape, don't wanna hear about it
Let a nigga try to steal somethin' Pay a nigga just to kill somethin
Puss pips start bends on him Make this shit get real for him

Hurt a nigga, ain't no deal, so I got me ten bands on my lil' homie
Ten bands, what you kill for it? Nigga, one band'll get him killed on it
Never needed help, got the big bands Niggas wonder why I got the big head
Low, sweet, then it's all in Lost stage, I'ma put the call in

Sick high, nigga ballin' 12-100, I said it's talkin
Fell off and I bounce back F*ck everybody that talk shit
Fell out from right under them bitches Yeah, bitch run back to me
Niggas start actin' like bitches Yeah, now I don't f*ck with them niggas

Fell out from right under them bitches Yeah, bitch run back to me
Niggas start actin' like bitches Yeah, now I don't f*ck with them niggas
Trippin' hard by the soft swimmin' Sick the way I'm gettin' off, nigga
Bam-bam, stack it to the ceiling Bout to put this shit in the vault, nigga

Badge broke and my fault, nigga If you ain't gang, gang, I ain't showin' love
This is not that what you thought, nigga Playin' hard, but you're soft, nigga
I ain't gassin' these hoes up Just runnin' my pros up
I keep a blick on me, runnin' to the opp Let this bitch go nuts

The shit I been through, just tellin' you the truth
It'll make your ass fold up
Gettin' off like this, got me sicker than sick
Bitch, I'ma throw up, ready, ayo

Send a nigga so low, break the hoes up
I'm like Jelly, I just done that, ain't started easy
But you still don't want no pussy ass, nigga
I'll leave you with no lust

I take pressure, ain't even got no guns
Ain't no dust, no sleep, no hold-ups
No pressure, ain't even got no guns
Ain't no dust, no sleep, no hold-ups

Never need the help, got the big bag
Niggas wonder why I got the big head
Low, sweet, then it's all in
Last day, jump and put the call in

Sick, high, nigga ballin
21 and a half, city stalkin
Fell off and I bounce back
F*ck everybody that talk shit

Fell off and run up them bitches, yeah
Bitch, come right back to me
Niggas start actin' like bitches, yeah
Nah, don't f*ck with them niggas

Fell off and run up them bitches, yeah
Bitch, come right back to me
Niggas start actin' like bitches, yeah
Nah, don't f*ck with them niggas

I'm on the 100th level
I'm on the 100th level
Sick, I'm gettin' off
Sick, I'm gettin' off

I'm on the 100th level
I'm on the 100th level
I'm on the 100th level
Sick, I'm gettin' off

Sick, I'm gettin' off
I'm on the 100th level
I'm on the 100th level