D1 Video (MV)

I don't feel so good
Bitch, I'm in that mode, bitch, I'm in that zone
Rocking Undercover denim, older than me, that shit don't fold
Yeah, racks stupid bitch, yeah, that shit never fold
ARP, put it to that boy face, I bet his lil' ass froze
Yeah, I get them racks at the top of the mornin' (Bee, bee)
She wanna suck that shit up like she own it (Bee, bee)
Bitch, I been balling so hard like I'm Giannis (Bee, bee)
You ain't getting paid, lil' boy, just be honest
I'm the one that took them down, ball so hard, I'm D1 bound
This pack I'm smoking way too loud, throwing racks like CJ Stroud
When I stand on my racks, lil' bitch, I'm seven feet tall
It don't take too much to get him whacked, only really take one call
Bitch, they told me I'm the chosen one, I really feel like I'm Paul
Five.56 and seven.62 gon' rip through that lil' boy skull
I don't really need a feature, bitch yes, I can do it all
Bitch, I ball so hard, yes, I'm too D1
In my comments, he my son
Yes, I can flip that lil' pack through the mail
Bitch, I swag too hard if you could not tell
If I get caught, then I'm making that bail
Yes, we sticked up; cartel
I don't trust that boy, he gon' tell
That's yo hoe, couldn't even get a hotel
Yeah, he broke, couldn't even get a whole rack
Boy, you a bitch, why you ask where the hoes at?
Sippin' on Wock' in this bih, not congac
Bitch, I'm really paid; Rick Rozay
Came off your whole livelihood last Tuesday
Maison Margiela, the motherf*ckin' shoes, aye
Ain't nobody ever ask me what my shoe size is
Bitch, I'm too locked in
Yeah, bitch, I'm really slime, yeah, you can get two-timed, bitch
Yeah, my hoes is too exotic, yeah, this some two-tone shit
Yeah, I got brothers in the projects, and they really shootin' shit
She said, she like when I harmonize and she like when I sing like Drake
Yeah, she told me that she got mileage, so no, we could never date