WORLDWIDE (feat. TVT) Video (MV)

Call up my boys and they slide, pull up with attire, and we be smokin' on fire
You know I got the desire, I'm tryna go high, I just wanna be admired
On the grind I got a why, boy from Mumbai, swear to God, ain't no denyin'
I got a main and a side, you thought you my bride, girl you're not the one I'm eyein'
Rollin' up my blunt, I'm smokin' medical
I done got that pain, it's not physical
I said I'm gon' need upgrades, it's not hittin' though
You know who I'm gonna call if I want to let it go
Jump out that coupe, all of my brudda, you know what they do
I take a sip and I act like a fool, cause no one is f*ckin' with me or my crew (woah)
Get 'em in pairs, they comin' in two, diamonds so cold, I done got the flu
Said you got hits, I done got a few (woah)
And she told me she don't want my love, I said, baby, I know you can't get enough
She told me she want all the love, I said, baby, I know you can't get enough
TVT bring me to London, I feel like T-Lasso
Shout out to Pol Pot, he always be runnin' that castle
Mama, I do not want your pie no apple
She a Latina and she told me that she from Brazil
Bitch, I'm scorin' them goals like De Bruyne
Makin' them hits, I'm makin' the coin
All of my business, I keep it on point
You see us winnin' and now wanna join
Ball with my team, we block out the noise
Young FutureSonic we comin' the boys
Call up my boys and they slide, pull up with attire, and we be smokin' on fire
You know I got the desire, I'm tryna go high, I just wanna be admired
On the grind I got a why, boy from Mumbai, swear to God, ain't no denyin'
I got a main and a side, you thought you my bride, girl you're not the one I'm eyein'
Rollin' up my blunt, I'm smokin' medical
I done got that pain, it's not physical
I said I'm gon' need upgrades, it's not hittin' though
You know who I'm gonna call if I want to let it go
It's TVT on the beat and screen
Chit, now we got AV
Bro got selection like on TV
It's HDMI, I'm the plug for the scene
Last time that I went LA
I saw hella baddies
Was like 19
I'm up in the 214
Of course I'm cold like Steph, I'm lean
Got gas got moon not the rock
Lemme land, man twisted the plot
My baddie she crazy
Can't give her a baby
If I do, then it's gonna get long
Ma hates that I'm rapping a lot
But I know that it's gonna take off
I used to be shakey
N now I go crazy
Handle rap like a Don
Now that we're on, got gyal
Like yo-yo, logo, pop at shows
No mobo, I done won n my family eats
Can't give f*cks
Man go get Dolo, solo
Lost that weight in slo mo
Too distracted gotta lock in bro
For the win, cah still we ain't won
I feel like I'm burna I'm bringin' the shy hoes
And you thought I was done ?
Still got tracks on tracks
I need more plaques
But not in my gum
Securing the racks
N I rap on my song
Old ways don't bring new pay
I switch how i rap n I bring UK
I'm straight from the Brix
I'll build my name in this game
Call up my boys and they slide, pull up with attire, and we be smokin' on fire
You know I got the desire, I'm tryna go high, I just wanna be admired
On the grind I got a why, boy from Mumbai, swear to God, ain't no denyin'
I got a main and a side, you thought you my bride, girl you're not the one I'm eyein'
Rollin' up my blunt, I'm smokin' medical
I done got that pain, it's not physical
I said I'm gon' need upgrades, it's not hittin' though
You know who I'm gonna call if I want to let it go