Whyyot 2 Video (MV)

I'm too broke, ain't have no stylists
Niggas love talkin' that nonsense
Why you love beefin' online, nigga
That's why you're bitch in my comments
Once you get hit with this nine, nigga
You gon' need an orthodontist
Niggas keep thinkin' it's sweet
Nigga, it's cool, nigga, I promise
Glock, knock him off his feet
Should' stayed in school, should' went to college
Nigga, I told you I'd stay with the tool
Don't run up on me, you gon' be astonished
You better hope that I'm not in my mood
I f*ck up the whole room, make you vomit
Girl, I'm in love with these 22's
I f*ck her and leave, that shit is platonic
Told her this dick what I bring to the table
We f*ckin' all night, bitch, we entangled
I got some fans tryna give me some labels
I'm to that same lil' nigga from Maple
I'm talkin' real life, not a fable
I'm tryna flick at the opps like it's cable
I'm tryna put a hole in them like a bagel
I'm tryna put the iron through them like a staple
Boy, stay off the streets, this shit could get fatal
One wrong word and these bullets go change you
One wrong move and they go rearrange you
What you gon' do when I slide in that Range Coupe
Nigga made one song, it was doo-doo
Just toss a muzzle on, sound like Pew Pew
Yeah, we got muscle, dawg
Know some niggas who go get they tussle on, but we shoot too
Bitch, you forewarned, my niggas are crazy
You best not slide this way on baby
My niggas strapped up like the Navy
You niggas be capped up like the Yankees
Gwen still smokin' that gas and it's stanky
Big edn nigga, that's the gangie
Clock on my hip until god take me
I stay with that hot shit like I'm tangy