Windwaker (feat. Bryansanon) Video (MV)

All my shit is fitted
All my bitches get it
Lately im feeling wicked
I guess I gotta admit it
I don't need to fit in
Tell them get out let it sink in
Aye girl what you drinking
Let me know what you're thinking
I'm only into swinging
To hits that I been dealing
I make her feel that feeling
We exorcist the demons
I don't pledge allegiance
Still ball in the off season
I might have to call crodie
All my cousins copped Rollie's
With a bitch stressing about her ex
I won't remember what you told me
Why would I
Soul singer killer like I'm Jodeci
I bet you thought I wouldn't notice
Thought you was f*ckin with the old me
I got pack
I got some money don't know how to act
I'm moving doley don't know where I'm at
Rolling my blunt and I don't wanna match
I hate that I keep on saying it
Can't hit my spliff go get mild black
I ain't even take her out
I was shaking my head
While they smoking on shake
And she shaking that ass
Then she shake my hand
While I'm killing the cat
Shawty she tripping I can't even cap
Told her one night and she still tryna Mac
I'll only chill when I'm rolling in money
I'm running to money no I can't relax
Ima still get to the bank
Like it's f*ck what you think
Until I'm throwing up all of the cash
Can't really f*ck with these hoes
I be blowing the O's
In the back of the rolls
Ain't a cab
I got stars in the roof
While they smoking on boof
All these niggas they goofs
And they peaked
I don't lose
While I still get to choose
Even if I don't write the bitch back
Aye
Is what it is
Like they mad at the kid
And like still I don't give them a chance
Don't let them talk I don't give them no rants
Eat eat eat
Percy itch like a muf*ckin ant
And I do what they can't
And I'm still on the plant
And I told her bae chill
You don't need them implants
And I told her
Bae we could go chill out in France
And I kick it like Rick's
And they broke still need racks
And I'm still finna
Crack that hoe open like act
And I'm still finna
Pin her on the wall like a tac
And I hit it again
And I'm running it back
Told yall cracked that shit open
Well now that bitch hatched
And I'm happy I'm thankful
So glad that you asked
We rolled them in a blunt
Now we smoking they ash
And a bad bitch she gassing me
Kissing my ass
Where's Bryan
All my shit is fitted
Hell nah
All my shit go crazy
Hell ya
All my bitches wavy
My main chick look like Chloe Bailey
My side chick drive a black mercedes
And I get em both wet just like the navy
Coming straight up out of Haiti
Count up lots of cash up on the daily
Late night yellow eyes just like a goat
Just spend a Honda civic on the coat
Drink my kids like root beef float
I'll learn cpr so you don't choke
Me and z got hoes up on the boat
Cut off the ones that do the most
Fast life got me going coast to coast
First class cause I'm never flying coach
Been had swag since I come out the womb
When I hop in that Tesla that bitch go zoom
I don't care what might happen
I'm still the same dude
When the shoes say Dior
The shirt is fruity loom
When I aim for new heights
I'll probably reach the moon
Can't go through my phone
You'll probably see a hoe
Everything that we do is hot
Just like it's June
Me and z on the tape
It's probably coming soon