Off Deez Video (MV)

I rep that 319 even tho I stay gone the city show love when a nigga came home
Yeah, this that sauce, no grey Poupon don't call me a Buddhist cause I'm way too calm
I'll snap on a hater- human torch- flame on. Waking up ya neighbors when the bass came on
Loud beating my chest cause its way too strong. King kong- Eyes chink like my names Mulan
Throw them W's with ya fingers, too much dank and I'm dangerous
All that hate won't change us it only made us famous
It only made ya bitch anxious, now she wanna f*ck with them gangstas
She D4L I call her Fabo, got my pockets swole like kankles
From EBT to BET we breaking records no DDT's
I'm too sick call the CDC, Noah nuts no BVD, let me brief
You see the team, you hear the screams, you feel the dreams
Yall chumps getting played like DVDs & my niggas kings like BB
Shout out 101 the beat that's where Hip Hop lives
Muthaf*ck ya 2 cents it don't pay my rent
I'm Bout 2 f*ck the game up, call JR Smith
Moment of silence- (I'm a God, I'm a king, I'm a giant)
Reporting out the valley Phoenix, Arizona
Life's a beach like Maui, white sand looks like coka
Rappers worst nightmare, don't sleep on Freddy Krueger
F*ck the freshmen list I turned into a school shooter
Who's Noah Wright? He sounds prophetic
I don't sugar coat shit like a diabetic
GIDM Records in this bih, u better find a medic
They say the game's (h)ours, well I'll let time tell it- I could sell it
If we talking basis, yo I keep mines on a need 2 know
And they jaws dropping like they seen a ghost, seen a ghost
Wave so hard u gon' need a boat, (need a boat)
Just know God's cooking when u see the smoke (You see it)
We dropping bombs-Nagasaki, Xerox these rappers that's copies
Chain on Sylvester Stallone- yeah it's old and it's Rocky
I want that Gold Annunaki, u sell yo soul Illumanati
Bars like Affion Crockett, all u hearing is HOMEY
From the East 2 the West- I'm a beast, I'm the best got the keys 2 the Tes chronic leaves 4 the stress
Never sleep, never rest on my dreams or the checks ven aqui, mira ves- gimme beats til I'm dead, yeah
Crush that beef run it back- yeah
Spotify, Apple on deck- yeah
Plug me in, plug me in- blessed yeah
Charles McDowell, u got necks- yeah
U feel that bass? I see u looking
They want me 2 change do I look like couch cushions?
Hit em with that chill factor, '99 - Cuba Goodin- then I'm booking!
1 deep! rappers try 2 play me 4 a sucker
Outchea we bear arms like the Carter 2 cover
Click, click, click I be on a roll like butter
Going raw, no rubber- did I st-st-st stutter?
Can't live without it, or take it when u go
Blowing thru this paper like I got a runny nose
I speak from the soul and they wear it like its gold
Now u know, put my foes next 2 God like Beyonce & Hov