Fuck It Freestlye Video (MV)

We brought out sticks like we're bout to go pitching
Treat that boy like a paper football we gone flick him
We took they mans told they ass to go fishing
Glock stay on my hip like some fat on a thick bitch
Biscotti Gelato, Oh yea we blazing
I'll take yo funds give a f*ck if you're saving
Take that out her pussy in her mouth like taste this
We on your ass like we tailgating
Nigga said he gone rob me but I give out hallows for free
After I f*ck ima dip this ain't black people meet
Heard my opp caught an headshot, oh that's great !
At his grave sight with my dick out finna leak
The opps be so pussy they see me and don't speak
But go on the net to talk tough you a geek
If I get the drop, im sliding everyday of the week
No days off everyday just like a streak
Too many hoes got these bitches like pick me
He think he dope we gone do him like whitney
Niggas be broke, that shit need some fixing
Pocket knots bitch thick as f*ck like a midget

I'm in this bih with a 50 round drum, act tough and go down like the sun
It ain't gone be like no fortnite shit when the gang get to you, it ain't no 1 versus 1's
Cus my lil nigga ready to eat some shit up like he starving and ain't ate in months
These niggas be pussy im taking they jewelry and look em straight in the eye boy
I wouldn't even run
Oh we both gotta glock? let's shoot it up
Treat that bitch like a lobby that hoe getting booted out
Grown man with some racks I can f*ck on my tutors now
Hitting niggas in the ankle, what you a scooter now?
You ain't a shooter... lil bitch you a pussy
You finna meet the Grim Reaper we is not finna boogie

I keep a glock in my backpack
Opp onna check list... scratch that
Ready to blow I got a temper of a cap nap
Glock 19 lil but it hit like a big bitch on compact
You ain't no threat to me
I'm like the rope to a suicidal bitch she give her neck to me
Shoutout to Khroam boy i'm loving this melody
I keep that glock on my hip like a deputy
Niggas talk tough behind that shit just be killing me
Catch em in real life they lose at that energy
My shooter gotta A+ in aim check his synergy
Shoutout to Rod I know he be feeling me
I'm, Just, in this bih punching
You really bitch made yo name should of named you pumpkin
Finna send you to God boy we not finna jump you
Wait why are we whispering?
You was talking on the net so we not finna spare you
Run down Walk down stick em up like a hairdo
He not ready to die well i'm finna prepare you
Hop out the Motherf*cking cut get to clapping like a snare do
I got the fye when i'm recording
42 in my sock that bitch gone stick out the jordans
Oh you dissing? you must want your kid to be a orphan
Could of been f*cked your bitch at the spot but she bores me