House Bigger Video (MV)

(Ruffians)



Ayy, I got the ball, pass it to my nigga, it's a no-look

If he a rat, don't care if he a fish, that boy get no hook

Ayy, know she f*cked for nothin', but I still buy her Chanel

Ayy, f*cked her at the Hyatt, I was low as hell

Ayy, my bitch drive on that drill, I told her, "Bust a left"

Ayy, them bullets hit his hair, we can't go back to jail

I was broke, I came from nothin', oh, you can barely tell

Seventeen hoes, I took 'em tannin' in the hills, they all from Nashville

The doors swing, I don't know how to park this one

Ayy, rockin' so much Chrome Hearts my heart silver

F*ck who said that I can't rap, it got my house bigger

Give 'em thirty like Stephen and I let Hot dig 'em

I'm lit up a whole 'nother mode with more power

Bad bitch, she look like Rubi Rose, she get no flowers

Bad bitch, she hell but I copped her like the Lakers

Ayy, savage but I been movin' swift just like I'm Taylor



Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah

My opps, they hungry, so what's up on the barrel? The potato

I was hurtin' so I went and bought me some more acres

I spend my own money, you can ask my accountant at the label

I drink too much syrup, every time I piss I see the maple

No, they didn't picture this, I spent 20K just on some Gallery

Slide in that Charger but we gon' leave 'em dead just like a battery

A nigga scarred up, but no I can't complain, my mama happy

I just point at God, if my name was Johnson, it wasn't Magic



Ayy, I got the ball, pass it to my nigga, it's a no-look

If he a rat, don't care if he a fish, that boy get no hook

Ayy, know she f*cked for nothin', but I still buy her Chanel

Ayy, f*cked her at the Hyatt, I was low as hell

Ayy, my bitch drive on that drill, I told her, "Bust a left"

Ayy, them bullets hit his hair, we can't go back to jail

I was broke, I came from nothin', oh, you can barely tell

Seventeen hoes, I took 'em tannin' in the hills, they all from Nashville

The doors swing, I don't know how to park this one

Ayy, rockin' so much Chrome Hearts my heart silver

F*ck who said that I can't rap, it got my house bigger

Give 'em thirty like Stephen and I let Hot dig 'em

I'm lit up a whole 'nother mode with more power

Bad bitch, she look like Rubi Rose, she get no flowers

Bad bitch, she hell but I copped her like the Lakers

Ayy, savage but I been movin' swift just like I'm Taylor