SOFT Video (MV)

Speak my name three times, I'm like Candyman, I'll appear
I got these racks on me, baby, so can't no f*ck nigga get near
They call me Don Blaine, I make a f*ck nigga disappear
I'm the flyest yo lil' bitch know, cause she caught me flyin' a Lehr
I'm a different breed, when I walk in the room, bitches cheer
Money in, money out, we been doin' this shit for years
This brown liquor in my cup, I don't never f*ck with no clear
Your bitch, she off the tequila, and now she pullin' back her hair

I told that bitch I'm tryna get to this pape baby, I'm everywhere
I'm movin' smooth in your city, you niggas won't even know I'm there
I walk up in your club with diamonds on lil nigga, yeah, they stare
I ain't got time to beef with lames what I look like beefin' with squares
Toughest nigga around you in your circle, always be a hoe
Them be the main nigga, get locked down in a jam and tell them folks
If you a snitch and claim you hard up in these streets, go grab a rope
And tie some bricks up to your feet and jump your ass straight off this boat

If I done made it, you can make it, nigga, I'm just givin' hope
If you don't get up off your ass, then you gon' always just be broke
They never gave us shit, they never gave us handouts, what you thought?
I got these bands up out that mud, lil' nigga, diamonds in that vault

Yeah, I took chances after chances with that shit, gon' come a loss
I got up off my ass, back on my feet and shook that shit right off
My niggas movin' birdies in and out the South like they play golf
Nigga, you pussy in your own hood, you store runner, you soft