Lets get it started Video (MV)

Yo, smooth, what the f*ck you want
Uh, yeah, big YFN shit, nigga, let's go
Uh, yeah, uh
Let's get it started, nigga, need a bad bitch, who suck the dick up
Tote a nine inside the RTA's make a nigga hiccup
Red tips go through that door and turn a nigga Danny phantom
Spin that block, yeah, that's bro choice
Leave him ghost like a Rolls Royce, what these niggas on, we spin that block
Tryin' to dump, stop cappin' in your raps, ain't shoot no guns, bitch you a chump
We playin' goose goose with the opps, them niggas better to duck
Bring out the noose noose and let these niggas die for tryin' to hang
Uh, yeah, we love to bang, niggas dyin know what I'm sayin'
Nigga, f*ck wit YFN and for them guys I go insane
Nigga, 40 to your brain, I up this bitch, and let it blow
Taps starter dreads, bro, in the crib, f*ckin' your hoe
Nigga, everybody, put your hands up, we bout to turn up
Nigga, run up on me, hit his head, he love to burn up
Bad bitch, shawty what you on, I'm tryin' to f*ck
Let a nigga touch his chin, yeah that pussy getting plucked
I'm tryin' to make a hundred million, break it down up with the bros
And I was focused on the millions, you was f*ckin' on them hoes
I got a red beam on the nine, straight aiming at your nose
Niggas broke, pop, f*ckin' with Lil' Eli, get exposed
Shit, I'ma roll your mans up in the L's, and spark it with the guys
R.I.P. my brother, see all of this pain up in my eyes, and when he died
That's the only time a nigga see me cry
Niggas wolfin on the net, talk out his neck, you know he died
Niggas bitch, yeah, the nine inside miris gotta switch
I'm big DTB, cause mama told me, never trust a bitch
Bring back the PPP, cause I'm just tryin' to get my niggas rich
Feel like CP3, I'm ballin' on these niggas, they in the ditch
Pop a Perk or sum, bitches it's OTF, I feel like Durkin' em
MF5 competition in the streets, I'm really workin' em
He got the cheese touch, Swiss cheese that nigga
He can't get up, shit I got inside This V, type to f*ck a nigga fit up bro, he got the P's, he got the O's, like what you want
They done hit his head like two times and throw him in the dutch
Folks up on the gram like, how you do that? Know you was my crutch
Ma ya son wan be a gangster so that pussy gettin touched
Unh, spin again, we gon' spin again
Just like a ceiling fan, point me to the plug
Yeah, I ain't f*ckin' with no middle man
Sin again, we gon' sin again, you play with us
Beat the shit out of a nigga, grab the nine and let it bust
Niggas steady talkin' till they homies gettin' cold
Why y'all ain't spin back, man, that story gettin' old
They had him in that room like four times, I know that nigga told ya
Man's a snitch and you a bitch, somethin' wrong, y'all need to switch
Everybody put your hands up, we bout to turn up
Nigga run up on me, hit his head, he love to burn up
Bad bitch, shawty what you on, I'm tryin' to f*ck
Let a nigga touch this chain, yeah, that pussy gettin' plucked
Unh, big YFN shit, nigga, let's go