Harvest Video (MV)

Lolla girls
Money bag
All of that
Run it back
Holler back
Taller stack
Call em back, yeah
Give a f*ck 'bout it
Give a f*ck 'bout a hook
Yeah right
YEAH
JUMP, JUMP, JUMP
YEAH
Give a f*ck 'bout a hook
Give a f*ck 'bout a hook
Yeah, yeah

Give a f*ck 'bout a hook
Thinking you can run with the rook
Better bet I'm not as dumb as I look
Yeah I came and I took
Young, suburban, white kid
Put my hand out, shake, and they shake and they shook
Inaugurated turn the page in the book
I know I'm hated but we brandin' like Cooks,
Tryna branch with my bands and the roots
I mean Roots, we coming out the woods

Talking bout a quest to find love
You can find the best when I'm done
Strapping on a vest when I'm on
Yeah, for fun
Pull up Micky D's big Mack like Khalil
Quarter pound a quarter back, that's a sack for the ville
Watch em showing off the tab, or the gat, talking back
Finna clap back, showing the Snapchat
You got a fat mac, boy I don't wanna craft that
Hard shit is this art shit
Roll up to the harvest
Pullin' strings like guitars picks
And debate what defines an artist
You say your up next like the continent
The consequence of condescending confidence is needing to flex so complex
Motherf*ckers wanna call it quits, say f*ck the biz, man

I don't know when the harvest is
I don't know what an artist is
I don't go with the flow
I just flow and I show what I know
And I know that I'm called for this
They don't know what being honest is
I don't know where the harvest is
I don't know what an artist is
I don't go with the flow
I just flow and I show what I know
And they know that I'm called for this

I don't pick a f*cking bone, archaeologist
I'm narcissistic, negatives and positives
I must of missed em, set the vision
"Look and Listen"s came and went
And I can list em, HUH
Songs that hit the mark they hit the market
You gotta see between the lines like you parking, huh
Thoughts rushin' to my head like roulette
Spin the wheel, better bet man I could

Give a f*ck 'bout a hook
Thinking you can run with the rook
Better bet I'm not as dumb as I look
Yeah I came and I took
Young, suburban, white kid
Put my hand out, shake, and they shake and they shook
Inaugurated turn the page in the book
I know I'm hated but we brandin' like Cooks,
Tryna branch with my bands and the roots
I mean Roots, we coming out the woods

Yeah, yeah
Alright that's good