GSM Video (MV)

I just fixed up the flow like a Roto Rooter
Hold the mic in my hand like I hold the Ruger
Got a clip in my lip and I hope it shoot ya
Plus I heard all the shit you recorded too
It couldn't get in my whip if I drove an Uber
Catch me stackin' these chips on my shoulders
My soul got some layers off in it like ogres do
I'm finna fray with my guys we a soldier unit
I can't keep up with these rollercoaster movements
So I roll up a flute and I blow out music
Boy I got me a temper I hope I lose it
Hope I move some units
Old and Jewish money
I been goin thru it
Cope by doin funny shit
Might lose a lung cause I been doin drugs with it
Doin' stuff like I don't know what judgement is
We shootings guns like all my dudes Republican
Had to come back
To attack
Any rap
That you spat
Put it back
In ya bag
We ain't bumpin' that trash
Take a bump in the back
Now I'm up man I'm yacked
Take another of that
Now we runnin' it back
I do drugs when I rap
I put drugs in my wraps
If I fronted you that
Better me run me it back
When I catch my advance
You can catch me in France
Eatin' steak off a bitch
Who put fake in her tits
Y'all be fakin' this shit
I be makin' this shit
So just bathe in this piss
That I shake from my dick
Thriller on me always I got 8 f*ckin' zips
Choppa be a zombie feedin' brains to my clip
Bitch uh I'm lil Tavis
But for now you can call me the greatest
Started out the creek now we feel like we made it
I don't check the tag what's the fee I'm a pay it
Summer finally endin' I can finally stop bingin'
All these drugs I'm inhalin' got me gassed like an engine
I'm 19
Don't know where I'm goin' I'm fighting
These demons that's floating inside me
I'm keeping them hold in
I feel like explodin' f*ck
But let me get back to this blunt
Back of green crack goin' straight to the lungs
I get the bag cause I'm all about my funds
Pop me a tab and some x for some fun
I hit the back call it sex with a bum
Now who got the match gang set where you from
Gang to the set to the match
I left with the cash for the pack
Came back with the pack and the cash in my hand still
Tryna tax me that's a bad deal
My nigga I act like an anvil
I'm a come down on the top of your head and I'll hurt you
In public I stay in my shell like a Squirtle
I think about death and I yell, Moaning Myrtle
One thing about me I'm a terrible person
I hate my friends but I can't be a serpent
The weed smell encompass my hair like a turban
I be's in the cut like I'm training a surgeon
I commit felonies I don't get caught though
Whole car ride I be smellin' like pot smoke
My daddy know my grandma knew my girl know my mom know
Stay away from twelve like them niggas got mono
Pray for Steve Pool I'm a real west coast guy
Tried to battle rap with a cat he was tongue tied
I'm the type to piss in the pupil of a punched eye
Wrapped around the wrist is some bracelets and a sundial
Got some buff niggas, that mean suns out guns out
I should make you take notes and give my ass a rundown
Break the levee by your house and kill you wit a flood drown
Gang Set Match I'm a lateral the blunt now
Catch that beat like I'm Kenyon Drake
I make you touchdown at them Heaven gates
I'm the 253 version Kevin Gates
If you let it spray you better aim at my face
Let me give you niggas these bars like Sensei
Shorty rubbin' all on my arm like Bengay
I don't hit the mall unless I'm spending at least 10k
Runnin' up a check 'bout to change my name to 10 Chainz
Smokin Russian Creams down till we got Wood chips
And my whole family down, Lakewood Crips
Guess it's in my clood you get stomped like a little bitch
Match on the blunt then it better be real piff
Waiting for this shit since I heard UNWAMF
Just a ugly little nigga wit a mic in his hand
F*cked the game up when you first dropped TRAP man
Who That Boy Is? whole school screamin' that
So S on my chest like a muhf*ckin' beast
Gang Set Match, who the f*ck got weed
Ballin so hard coulda played for the Seas but they found PCP in my muhf*ckin pee
Can't pass a physical
Beat a nigga miserable
I been breaking laws don't know the word permissible
Can't go to Canada I'm bout to get a felony
Cause I popped bars and my whole car fell on me
Open up the door had the whole 12 smellin' weed