Can't Hold Me Down Video (MV)

Let's, let's
Let's, let's
Left, grrah, right
Left, grrah, right
Left, right
(Let's) get to poppin' this bottle for poppin' his shit
Ayy, left, right, left

Let's, let's start the movie like this
Got all this money, I'm feelin' like Mitch
Like, I don't like beefin' with kids
I'm on his body like I was a cyst
Bitch, I'm too grown, I don't fight with my fists
Lil' bro get to flockin' and shit
Get to poppin' this bottle for poppin' his shit (like, what?)
Feel like the king, I'm on top of this shit (like, damn)
When they put on my show, they start watchin' they hits (let's go)
Let's, let's get that boy what he want
Like, make a movie if he tryna stunt
I'm in all black, they gon' think I'm a nun
All the shit that you started cannot be undone (let's go)
Like, I'm a king, but do not call me Tut
Get in that mood and I don't give a f*ck (like, damn)
Let's, let me see who really tough (like, damn)
Them boys not crazy, they see us, they run (let's go)
Said, I'm not in the mood, so please watch your approach (go, go)
Bro itchin' to throw
Eyes wide open like he seen a ghost (go, go)
I, I don't got time for no troll
F- a player, bitch, I am the coach
Mentionin' me, don't forget I'm a GOAT
Mentionin' me, don't forget they can't

Hold me
Can't let them hold me
Can't let them hold me
Can't let them-, damn
Hold me
Can't let them hold me
Can't let them hold me
Can't let them-, damn

Stick to the script? Never
I know life can get way better
I know life can get way sweeter
They say life's a bitch, I'm just waitin' to meet her
I take her on dates, I'ma keep her
I take her on dates, I'ma love her
I'ma treat her like she is my owner
I'ma treat her like there is no other

Hold me
Can't let them hold me
Can't let them hold me
Can't let them-, damn
Hold me
Can't let them hold me
Can't let them hold me
Can't let them-, damn

Uh, rock tune, not a cartoon
Red eyes, runnin' on fumes
Gray skies, finna fall soon
Third eye got its own views
Small world, but my dog's huge
Food for thought, that's the dog food
Think it's sweet like some junk food
That's why I draw the line like it's art school
They tried, dog, what I can do
I take "I'm" out impossible
The world is mine, I'm responsible
I'm colorblind, I come out the blue
World in my hands, I'm ball hoggin'
And when it's summer, spring, fall on 'em
I'm at your grill like George Foreman
Dullsville, never a dull moment

Hold me
Can't let them hold me
Can't let them hold me
Can't let them-, damn
Hold me
Can't let them hold me
Can't let them hold me
Can't let them-, damn

I'm tryna make it back home (uh-huh)
I'm tryna weather the storm
For real, no pressure
They know I'm ready for whatever, uh