Final Day Video (MV)

Don't try to cap to a nigga
I see through the bullshit I'm factual nigga
I got the caps for a nigga
And I got the aim just to clap atchu niggas
I flip the pack on a nigga
And I got the aim just to clap atchu niggas
I get to sackin a nigga
Like quarters I'm turning it back on a nigga
Pull up I'm waxin a nigga
If he want the pressure I'm taxin that nigga
I get to hackin a nigga
I chop him up no gluing back to that nigga
I take a trap from a nigga
When she wit me she don't go back to that nigga
Uh
I got the strap for a nigga
Just in case he wanna talk back to a nigga

Pull up on a nigga my nigga prince boutta spray
If he try my nigga put the choppa to his face
Niggas running quick me and prince we hit the race
Duckin weaving like its punches no we cannot catch a case
If he want some smoke im gonna smoke em to the face
Bad bitch hit my line told me that she want a taste
Take a nigga bitch at the bottom he gon stay
Now im getting rich at the top im gonna stay
Run this money up all these bands im boutta chase
Niggas think im broke throw the money at they face
Kill him leave his body at the bottom of a lake
Erase em from existence i dont like to leave a trace

F*ck niggas runnin pussy nigga better pray
Cuz if i catch him lackin it's gon be his final day
Stealin from my brother and from me he gotta pay
Nigga snitchin lying better watch the f*ck you say

Don't try to cap to a nigga
I see through bullshit im factual nigga
Mm
I got the caps for a nigga
And I got the aim just to clap atchu niggas
Uh
I flip the pack on a nigga
I got poker face ima natural nigga
Uh
I get to sackin a nigga
Like quarters im turnin it back on a nigga
Yuh
Pull up im waxin a nigga
If he want the pressure im taxin that nigga
Uh
I get to hackin a nigga
I chop em up no gluing back to that nigga
I take a trap from a nigga
When she wit me she don't go back to that nigga
Uh
I got the strap for a nigga
Just in case he wanna talk back to a nigga

Im wit my manz
We coolin in france
We hittin the clubs and we flexin these bands
Im hittin my dance
Im shakin some hands
And im livin my best life im coolin wit fans
We cool like a fan
I whip through the sand
Got a bad bitch on my dick and she dance
She hittin the dance
She came wit her friends
She pleading to me she wan get in my pants