Clase Azul Freestyle Video (MV)

Yo this some tropics shit but sound like we're in Italy
Real robust thick as f*ck and she don't speak no English
Gettin freaky soon as she got liquor in her
I like her views might just get some dinner with her
And she split it with me 50/50 I'm really thinking
After I hit that chocha I be really spitting
When I get some money imma really spend it
Now I got my rent to pay my disc expensive
Not too many real ones left we're discontinued
Swipe that Chase stack them miles for her great escape
Open up her legs shit like heavens gates
If I had the bread it'd be no Ace of Spades
I'm nothing like you bustas I ain't getting played
I'm checking in 400 but my flight's delayed
I need 30 blunts upon arrival
Word, I need that sloppy too
My floppy disk is saturated
My shit stay full of tunes
If you thirsty you could have a sip, I'm full of juice
Take this shit or leave it bitch it's up to you
This shit is up to you
In Miami I got missions dog Chicago too
She clout chasing so she only drink Clase Azul
She say it like that too, "Clase Azul"
I be getting in my bag acting like a fool
Ever since I got my bag they say I'm acting rude
But ever since I got my bag they acting cool
Get the f*ck out of my face with all that fake bullshit man
We're off the Italian coast you know
Just drinking Garibaldis and shit
You know with a queen that knows her amaros...