Pull Over Video (MV)

I'm not the type, I'm not the type to f*ckin' pull over
But bitch, I'm the type to crash my whip And then say f*ck it, just give me the Rover
Like when in the f*ck dis JaZ get pressed? We stand on, we never been posers
Niggas is hoes they ain't on shit my twin hittin plays on his Motorola
Brand new Drac and this bitch got a stock on it
I might get Amiri and put my new glock on it
I been spinnin for months, the f*ck is y'all at
You can't hide forever, we gettin' that drop on it
Oh my God, Goddamn
I'm blacking out I can't feel my face
It's Chrome all over my motherf*ckin' body
Bitch, I'm early trim, I LV'd the waist
I'm not gettin' even, bitch, I'm gettin' back I'm runnin' the table and shootin' his face
I'm f*ckin' this bitch, so motherf*ckin crazy
She wanna be cuffed she want first place
Me and the gang, we too locked in I'm not sayin' shit, we thinkin' the same
Bitch, I'm in the club with all of my Jewelry I'm darin' a nigga to reach for this chain
Bitch, I'm on the block, gorillas & apes I feel like the king of the motherf*ckin' jungle
I'm really apex these niggas is prey
Bitch, I got a stick that's bigger than me
Talk out his neck, we gettin' him baked If I go huntin', you better not sleep
My shooters is BRAZY, can't be tamed
Cause I'm not the type
I'm not the type, I'm not the type to f*ckin' pull over
But bitch, I'm the type to crash my whip And then say f*ck it, just give me the Rover
Like when in the f*ck dis JaZ get pressed? We stand on, we never been posers
Niggas is hoes they ain't on shit my twin hittin plays on his Motorola