Bleachers Video (MV)

Drop the lo and we pulling up
Bitch ass look real heavy, she built like a chevy, she built like a Tonka
I'm tryna see who want war with us
Ain't no snitch in my click, no informing us
He gon shoot up the club, they escorted us
She just got a new lace, mop the floor with ha

It's LD, y'all know I'm undefeated
Play no games, nigga whip out ya penis
Loyal to ya, can't get in between us
So when I say I love you, I mean it
Know he hate when I dress like a hoochie
Know that he use to dealing with smoochies
A big gangsta with a lil booty
Talk while you in it and beat up this coochie

Niggas be feeling me, these bitches envy me
Niggas my daughters, you bitches is mini me's
Always pull out, so he throw away all his seeds
Cocky as f*ck, cuz I know y'all can't f*ck with me
On Medicaid but wait til we live luxury
Eat up the beat, someone give me some cutlery
Knew me before, don't need no introductory
These females copy me, can't be another me

And I got these bitches big mad
Lil ass, but got me a big bag
Got a rugar, it's wrapped with a red flag
My man a shooter, so please don't get toe tagged
And he shooting precise, with a green flash
Need a Jeep SRT, make it jet black
If he look at these hoes, I can't get mad
Yellow bone, a fat ass, this bitch too bad
I heard that they want me gone, HAHA, too bad
In the club, they like "what is you sipping on"
Prolly tequila, my nigga be smoking strong
Don't got a uzi, but f*ck it, my money long
F*ck with us, like suicide, we gon get you gone

Turn you up, half a rack for a feature
Hottest bitch in the game, break the meter
Get a Mac, and shift, control and delete ya
Don't know the game you just sit on the bleachers