The Chair Video (MV)

When I sit here, in this chair
All you want, to sit and stare
Taking pictures, here and there
Just to make it, that's a dare
When they see you, you a thot
But the bars, who woulda thought?
Cuz you got a body and a brain
Your lips make Mila, go insane
Go make them crowds, cheer your name
With flows from every, other, state
I'm on my way, from outter space,
I'm in a rush, to get to Chase
When you're counting, Watch your pace
Make your moves here, in cyberspace
Hit this shit, till you get stopped
Buzzer beating, racing clocks
Jimmy Neutron, type "Blast Off"
Buckle up, I ain't your mom
If you float, well that's your prob
Ankles broke? Well get a job
Bone collect, Jurassic Mob
Make him cry cry, call his mom
Fighting for a Billie, won't stop at a Millie
Sure wish I'm paid, like Penny from, the Theory
Left lane freeway, NJ leeway
6th gear driving, on the Parkway
Troopers watching, looking my way
Radar guns, shooting down fun
I'm blasted back, to the War of Stars
Made a Big Bang, keep the cha-Chang
Paying hundreds, 6 piece Nuggets
Making buckets, in my sauces
Like the Joker, spin then drop them
Nothings off limits
If, it's on this Earth
I'm living but not, from this Earth
I ain't from Mars, boy I got bars
Attached like ladders, to the stars
I'm in this orbit, but I'm free
You're floating, right next to me
A vision of, ecstasy
Boy look at this, figurine
Call me wifey, not your trophy
I ain't diggin, for that money
Fantasizing, about icing
Shine bright like, Edward Cullen
Soul real bright, like Cardi's diamond
Emerald City, cheek bones glowing
Kryptonite, can't even stop me
Saving you, from yourself, watch me
We in this bitch, like fries, in the abyss
As soon as you, summon me
Try to call me, cups on a string
Or with a lightbeam, anywhere can see
To save, the music industry
Cuz I am one, who's free
Outsiders even, welcome me
I don't just talk about, money
Or how all girls, all taste like honey
Not like barbecue, I'm telling you
No kisses if ur respirating, taste like spices
Lick your lips, they look dried good
Don't wet the blunt, don't kill the mood