F.O.D (Full of Drugs) Video (MV)

All off in yo kick back feet kicked up
Which one of you hoes down for that dick suck?
Niggas off in that trap breakin' them bricks up
Law all on they ass ain't tryna get picked up
Makin' that money mo money mo money mo money mo money
These bitches they foreign
They shakin' they takin' they makin' that money
Niggas they fakin'
They hatin' they plottin' to take that shit from me
They thinkin' I'm Martin I'm Malcolm by any means niggas ain't takin' shit from me
My bitches is bad
They dark they yellow they Asian they horny
You niggas is mad
You lame you bum you rich and you corny
Actin accordingly on Act you act you actin so boring
Yo bitch is annoying
Shut yo hoe up real niggas recording
Lookin thru DMs
I don't think none of these f*ckers important
You all in yo feelings
You mad at all of the planes that I'm boarding
I'm drunk and I'm gorgeous
My niggas is high we fly and we soaring
Just wait til we tourin'
All in her mouth her tongue out like Jordan
Pull up to the money like what hat'n
Swervin' lane to lane thru da traffic
I just I just
I just want the stash and a bad bitch
Buss it from the back and make it nasty
I be I be
Runnin' hella game like an athlete
Drinkin' out the bottle on the passy
I just I just
Wanna slide this dollar down her ass cheeks
Hide a dirty pistol in the backseat
I'm full of drugs
Pull up to the money like what hat'n
Swervin' lane to lane thru da traffic
I just I just
I just want the stash and a bad bitch
Buss it from the back and make it nasty
I be I be
Runnin' hella game like an athlete
Drinkin' out the bottle on the passy
I just I just
Wanna slide this dollar down her ass cheeks
Hide a dirty pistol in the backseat
I'm full of drugs
I just wanna sit on top of mountain like I'm royalty
I just wanna show up in the spot and you not notice me
I just want a super bad bitch to come and fondle me
Blow a f*ckin hunnid milli cash and it not humble me
Listen to the realest nigga in it you already know
Still bumpin' Thug Motivation fo I hit the door
Still tryna come up on a juug run up a check and go
My niggas blowin' gas like they robbed a f*ckin Texaco
All of my bitches be poppin'
All of yo bitches some options
I see all you haters is watchin
I'm sorry I'm being obnoxious
All off in the mall walkin' through with these big bags
Aahh
Yule and I'm jockin' on yo bitch ass
Far westside yeah I'm over there by Six Flags
Plottin' on the money and the power like a new jack
Pussy pop for a trill nigga girl do that
Chop God screw that all my niggas hollin' true dat
Saucin'
Pull up to the money like what hat'n
Swervin' lane to lane thru da traffic
I just I just
I just want the stash and a bad bitch
Buss it from the back and make it nasty
I be I be
Runnin' hella game like an athlete
Drinkin' out the bottle on the passy
I just I just
Wanna slide this dollar down her ass cheeks
Hide a dirty pistol in the backseat
I'm full of drugs
Yeahhhh