Higher Level Video (MV)

I got her moving like she used to
You thinking I don't notice when she dipping off
What you thinking ima boo hoo
We don't love these hoes, feelings don't get involved

I sent her to you for a reason
You have her pledge allegiance, I'll make her commit treason
Impeach the presidents out your pocket lets make change
Russian on U, Putin the ammo, the K 'raine

We been colluding, she in cahoots with me whole time
Been plotting watching you race for prezzies the whole grind
Put you in positions of power the whole nine
Just to catch you up and jam you for profits from old crimes

My side piece 22, I toss her she not a keeper
My main bitch working the block as a street sweeper
Y'all play with lil Nina's, y'all hiding to keep secret
Y'all f*cking round with babies, R Kelly and Epstein shit

Why y'all acting like I ain't God level
Act like a nigga ain't been spitting bars
Act like I ain't got no tenders, bitch I'm dripping sauce
Nut in your bitch then make your BM come lick it off

Stop playing with me, before I send you flicks of your main bitch laying with me
She been gone for so long, you think she staying with me
She sucking dick, and she cumming quick just from playing with me

I put my "Monsters Inc." where her tits are
You looking thru her phone to see who the pix are (Pixar)
Ima nasty motherf*cker oh "Despicable Me"
You see I charged her for my time, but the dick was for free

I gets doh like homer Simpson, you niggas like Nicole and my pen is on OJ
My pad is on bronco the difference there's no chase
Everybody knows I did it, but still there's no case

If there's no competition then clearly there's no race nigga
So stay in your lane at your own pace nigga
You thinking you a shark in these waters, you just bait
I ain't even gave you all of the work, this just a taste

Money over bitches, loyalty over riches
Gotta feed my family nigga, there's no ifs ands
Got a decent job, I lose it, it's back to flippin'
It wouldn't be my first time going back in the kitchen

Turn on the stove, and watch the chef get to whipping
Can't go back to not even having a pot to piss in
Cant cook a batch, not even having a pot to whip in
And even with a pot, there's no product to put in it

Patnas keeping they distance, hoes stop calling
And niggas that owe you money, act like you stopped existin'
You need a pack bad, but all you got is your smith n'
Do you run off on the plug, or take it against his wishes?

I'll never be back up in that predicament,
I'm tryna run the check up like Nike owes a position to me
I'm grinding, nobody can say they give it to me
I know God got me, its coming into fruition for me

All these bitches on my line, and they wanting to f*ck
Going squirrel for the dick, like all they want is the nut
I want relations not relationships, I ain't gon' front
If you try to share your feelings bitch I don't give a f*ck

I ain't ever been the police, I ain't trying to cuff
They go mad but they come back kuz that's how I give it up
Bitches fighting bitches over me, like I set it up
Pit pulls for the meat, I swear I'm Mike Vick as f*ck

I'm just Joker, why so serious, you feeling yourself?
Heath Ledger, play me, and end up killing yourself
Mask on, catch on you on a dark night, shit
Show you how I'm Robin, like you gotta meet my sidekick

I chop sticks, for the cheese bust you open like a mozz stick
I got this, who's the best nigga? I'm it