Keep it! Video (MV)

I don't need it, I don't need it
I don't need it, bitch, you can keep it
I don't need it, bitch, you can keep it
Walk around with a thousand on me in my pocket
A thousand on my pocket
Blicky on me on my side
Like Bonnie and Clyde, I shot him up, Houston Rocket
That bitch wanna ride with me, I tell her come ride it like a Kawasaki
English to Spanish, I know I'm fuego, gon ahead call me a taki
Money got longer, dreads got longer
AP on my wrist, I'm up, man, bitch, shut up
I swear to God, you talking too much
Man, nigga, shut up
You swear, you big bad, knuck if you buck
My looks are deceiving
Come on, come test your luck
I been on top
Who the f*ck f*ckin' with me
I been top
Who the f*ck f*ckin' with me
I been on top
Ain't no bitch steppin
That bitch better piss me off
I'm off ten shots, bitch, better piss me off
Glock in my pocket, ready to set it off
Twelve on my ass, donut, then I take off
Crash the fin fin, but they forgot I'm a track star
Like I said, gun on my hip, ready to set it off
And if that bitch got a problem, tell her, take it out with the guys
Me and my niggas, we comin, you know we slingin' that iron
Talkin' that shit, I roll up that blunt, put your bro up to the sky
Put a nigga in a casket, he snugged up like a tie
30 on me, he's ready to bust, you know that I'm carryin' the fire
Caught that nigga lackin' Smother his face up like a pie
And I ain't good with surprises
Pop up on me, you gon' die
I might tell you a joke, but I never tell you a lie
Pop up on a nigga, call me Pennywise
Walk in the room, niggas be mad, all they can do is rise up
And I ain't with all that bitching, tell that nigga get his money up