Handle That Video (MV)

(If it's a problem we gon' handle that, gon drop em' on his face)
(Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, if it's a problem we gon' handle that
Gon' drop em' on his face, yeah
We gon' dismantle that we rocking up the place
20 thousand for the man i know they watching what i say, yeah
Put him in the sand and i'ma drop him where he stay
Packing grams up in the blunt i wrap it up without a lace, yeah
I smoke his mans and i get gone without a trace
Running round he moving reckless now the bitch done caught a case, yeah
He dropped the gun now his mama need a vase, yeah
Want pressure, oh, it's pressure okay
What you wanna do, i'm coming through
The lesson today, nigga go to school
The nigga need a blessing to pray, lil' nigga going through it
Bet he won't get testy today, i'm rolling with a tool
That wesson on me destined to spray
Nigga going down
Check a nigga, tech in his face
Nigga slowing down
Wet a nigga, Stephen today
Yeah they know him now
Nigga wanna press me today
I'ma throw him down
Slow him down, blow him down
Rolling now, he folding now
Drum on the glock that bitch hold 50 it'll tow him down
Row him down, nigga molding up he swollen now
I told the bitch i'm through with lippin' i'ma show him now
Thought i was playing now the glock hot
New murder case they on the seen i got the block hot
Them niggas know i get the grip up in the crock pot
I'm on the move i make my way up to the top top
Yeah, know what i mean i'm on T tho
Chasing blue hundreds in my jeans pushing P tho
Niggas say they got a dream i ain't sleep tho
I'm tryna' certify the team i need vevo
Three hoes, smoking tree, yeah that's a trio
Got too much green in my bean, i'ma B tho
Catch a beam to yo spleen throwing Cee-lo
Keep it clean tho, mama say don't f*ck a cheap hoe
If it's a problem we gon' handle that
Gon' drop em' on his face, yeah
We gon' dismantle that we rocking up the place
20 thousand for the man i know they watching what i say, yeah
Put him in the sand and i'ma drop him where he stay
Packing grams up in the blunt i wrap it up without a lace, yeah
I smoke his mans and i get gone without a trace
Running round he moving reckless now the bitch done caught a case, yeah
He dropped the gun now his mama need a vase, yeah
(Ye, ye, ye)