Mrs. Out Video (MV)

Yeah, uh-huh, yeah
Uh-huh, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, listen
Nigga, shut the f*ck up
Talk too much and you get done up
Your shawty told me you're a runner
I'm gon' do you like Jeff Dunham
You gon' do whatever I tell you
Whatever I say you do it
I'ma play your ass foolish
I do niggas dirty like I'm paid to do it (Ugh)
I'll do it if I say I'll do it
What y'all gon' do if I play and do it? (Ugh)
He knows them plays, I made the blueprint
But he's gon' say he hates my music
Niggas faking, ain't influence shit
You ain't make me do shit, you're a bitch
You're a fan like A/C cooling systems
AK Russian, made him to a blitz
Wipe his nose like he's a German
F*cked his bitch, keep him a virgin
Keep it mobile, keep it swerving
Nigga tweeting crazy like "no bars"
Airplane mode, see you in person
I'm a shark, these niggas lurking
On IG stories eating urchin
I praise God and sing the sermon
I'm too clean, who need detergent?
I got bored and took my bitch out
I got bored and iced my wrist out
Sent the text so she won't miss out
She get bored and pull my dick out
I got bored and fleeced the clique out
I tried to show the hoe your music
She was quick to go and click out
Sheesh, sheesh, sheesh, (Aah!)
Sheesh, sheesh, sheesh, sheesh (Aah!)
Sheesh, sheesh, sheesh, sheesh (Aah!)
Sheesh, sheesh, sheesh, sheesh (Aah!)