WE ON THE DEMO Video (MV)

I had to ice out the chain, had to rock the baguettes, I be puttin' on shit you don't know
Bought a lil' bitch some stilettos,
Why the f*ck she gonna walk to my door
Try out that ho like a rental,
Hold up nigga we on the demo
Red on the floor, I ain't spill my cup, lil' nigga we gotta extendo,
Cartier diamonds my lens, though
Heard you don't like me, Why the f*ck you pretend, though
You said you want fight me, I ain't seein' you spin, though
Cause if he gon' come to the crib her shoes, gon' be on my door
Wiping his nose on the floor, I don't f*ck with rats, I heard that you told
This nigga be trippin' for sure, he poppin' the shrooms, he callin' em' Toad
F*ck all the funny shit, I got me the beam, though
Yeah, that shit color green, ho,
Cut off his head, it's medieval
Why the bitch on my chop? I do not know this shit getting lethal,
Shooting without my eyes, glock to the door I shoot through the peep hole
F*ck it, one more time, glock to the door I shoot through the peep hole
My nigga go' load up the drum, I better not run out for all of these people
Hold up, start off with one, f*ck y'all niggas
No nigga gon' back me down, I hang with gorillas
I don't have to break it down, they really killas
Just ask all the niggas, they dug, they really feel it
I had to ice out the chain, had to rock the baguettes, I be puttin' on shit you don't know
Bought a lil' bitch some stilettos,
Why the f*ck she gonna walk to my door
Try out that ho like a rental,
Hold up, nigga we on the demo
Red on the floor, I ain't spill my cup, lil' nigga we gotta extendo,
Upload to the cloud in your head,
This nigga tryna punk me you can't punk me, nigga, your name is Fred
I give it to you, good try, but you know my nigga, you dead
I rip out your heart, I don't even try, your little bitch in my bed
I ain't gonna lie, my nigga, you stupid, you wastin some really good head
She get off the top, she tell a young nigga that she really like me instead
I know that you mad, your face like my cup, cause all I see is red
I step on the line, my nigga, what's up? I heard that you ran to the feds
10-4, stupid nigga, you know I got clips in the pen
Yeah, put it in the glock to your nose, I lower it down to your chin
Yeah, I know that I slimmed out your hoe, but you gotta know that I win
Yeah, drippin' from head to toe, she touchin' all over my skin
Didn't wanna drip to hard today, I'ma pull out the Benz