Fight Club Video (MV)

Aye backdoor season but we shooting through your deadbolt
Look through tha peephole and where tha hell yo head go
What was that you said tho
Uh uh before that
Back when you said you was having all that cash before rap
But weren't you out here asking me for loans with your poor ass
'Fore you step inside just while your feet on the floormat
Persian rhythm rugs and a bunch of empty floor mats
Intercept your pack like not my fault you threw a poor pass
Taxing out tha backdoor and and kicking in ya front door
Beat a case like Ray Lewis cuz I shoot like Rondo
Two P's of tha gas for tha fourty-five-hundo
Tell me what you want
What you really really want tho
Flex fundamentals hit tha stretch with my team hoe
She say yeah yeah yeah but Nami what tha f*ck that mean tho
That means cash in hand and hand that money through tha screen door
Everybody talk all of that Robins with the wings tho

Uh uh nope bitch
I don't even think so
Nami need a wardrobe for his alter ego
Number (N)ine jeans with the bloody
Still spending money since I shot them old free throws
Oh and don't you send me no more SoundCloud links hoe
I don't wanna be friends unless you wanna bring friends
I don't wanna be friends unless you wanna bring friends
And then I might just have to reconsider that too

Goddamn Nami why tha f*ck you such a bad dude
And what good does that do
Be tha change you wish to see in those who like to act a fool
So how's that gon matter too
F*ck around and let tha money go what latitude
For what goes up on tha air bound to come back at you
SoundCloud rappers like "let me get a crack at you
Bet you won't battle me"
Shit I do you one better like
Bet you won't come after me
I wet your mommas house up light
Bet yo ass ain't mad at me
Separate two organs like a lesson in anatomy
Tony Stark heart charged up like a battery
And even if it ain't there I'm coming for my heart right
Seriously you still tryna act tha damn part like
You ain't got tha jen ese qua to let it spark bright
And you still tryna get some shine in tha dark right
No bite in you all that goddamn bark like
I know them fish ain't gon eat you but I know that them sharks might

Uh uh nope bitch
I don't even think so
Nami need a wardrobe for his alter ego
Number (N)ine jeans with the bloody
Still spending money since I shot them old free throws
Oh and don't you send me no more SoundCloud links hoe
I don't wanna be friends unless you wanna bring friends
I don't wanna be friends unless you wanna bring friends
And then I might just have to reconsider that too