L$d Video (MV)

Double cup, Styrofoam, pour it up
And she look bad in the Maybach truck
Bubble butt cost ten, lift it up
LSD tabs, sticky stuff on her tongue
Twenty-five hunnid, yeah, we tax for the Tuss
Five percent tint on the wind', it's a must
Audemars Piguet on my wrist, not much (whoa, whoa, whoa)
Got a couple back home, and they picking up dust
Whole lotta rocks in the bust down
Went and copped ten, then I went and got
Psh, I'm up
Bad lil' thottie came back to the crib, wanna eat me up
Back of the 'Bach, she a slut
Pointers on us, ain't pickin' up rust (whoa)
Said she want love but the bitch want lust
Kam came home caught a body
Then he went got his hit money, went and got rich like us (uh)

Damn
I be lookin' like, "Damn, what the f*ck?"
We pull up in that i8, that Roadster, that Cullinan
We gon' pop out in that truck (whoa, whoa)
Blue tint windows, I'm f*ckin' it up
Choppa on me, I'm bussin, it up
He had made lotta money then spent it on jewelry
Now that lil' boy outta luck
We gon' put that lil' boy in a hearse
It's like twenty-five racks for a verse
Shit like twenty-five racks for her purse
Pull out twenty-five racks, I'ma splurge
Bitch, it's me, give a f*ck what you heard (whoa)
All this money comin', it can't hurt (whoa)
Like it's London, no Tipton
I'm just Scotty Pippen
I f*ck 'round and pop me a Perc (oh, whoa)

Double cup, Styrofoam, pour it up
And she look bad in the Maybach truck
Bubble butt cost ten, lift it up
LSD tabs, sticky stuff on her tongue
Twenty-five hunnid, yeah, we tax for the Tuss
Five percent tint on the wind', it's a must
Audemars Piguet on my wrist, not much (whoa, whoa, whoa)
Got a couple back home, and they picking up dust
Whole lotta rocks in the bust down
Went and copped ten, then I went and got
Psh, I'm up
Bad lil' thottie came back to the crib, wanna eat me up
Back of the 'Bach, she a slut
Pointers on us, ain't pickin' up rust (whoa)
Said she want love but the bitch want lust
Kam came home caught a body
Then he went got his hit money, went and got rich like us