Back On My Shxttt (feat. SSGKobe) Video (MV)

Take it up, yeah
I ain't worried about your funds, bruh
Talk down, take it up there,
Got money in my future because
While I'm toting on my heater, (Brrr)
Where gon' sneak at,
I'm ballin' out, you in the bleach, yeah, yeah
Nice to meet, yeah
Like, hey, I run on my digits
Tic-toc for digits
My niggas, they spinnin' the block like fish
I'm breakin' the code, I'm pulling your treesh
I'm out of my mind, I'm sippin' on juice,
Not goin' for shit, got hand on my grip
Woke up, rolled up in a nigga's in a spliff
X pill every day, I be really on shit
Talk down, walk down, get your ass on the map
Oh, How much you make in the day, oh
Run out my money, I'm passin' it live
I'm countin' the racks while I sleep
G6, pill in the seat
Bitch, I rode the fleet
I swerve in my car, I don't know a seat
I really don't know why they flaggin
I told them pull up, try again
Try again, die again
I been, slidin
Hop in the bird with all of my bros
Shit, yeah, huh, yeah
I got diamonds they on my wrist
Shit, yeah, shit, f*ck
Pop around, see me take flicks
Hop in on the wood, gon' sketch, yeah (blah)
Stay out the mud , that's not my mink
Don't try shit, you get picked, (yeah)
Where your big dogs at , they got knocked off
Tell me where my shit to fall back,
I ain't clockin' y'all, yeah, (blahhh)
I'm just blockin' y'all, ooh
I'm just blockin' y'all, ooh
I can't copy y'all, ooh
How you copy, copy style
I can't copy y'all, ooh
She said you drivin', drive me wild
And I said, I'm sorry, boo
He shot at soldiers in the mall
You ain't shut up bout it, dude
Niggas smokin', black n milds
How y'all lost In there, dude
I just pop up, I go up
Why these niggas copy style
Fye, fye, fye shit through the crowd
Fye, fye, fye shit through the crowd
Take it up, yeah
I ain't worried about your funds, bruh
Top down, take it up there,
Got money, in my future because
While I'm toting on my heater, (Brrr)
Where we gon' sneak at,
I'm ballin' out, you in the bleach, yeah, yeah
Nice to meet, yeah
Like, hey, I run on my digits
Tic-toc for digits
My niggas, they spinnin' the block like fish
I'm breakin' the code , I'm pullin' your treesh
I'm out my mind, I'm sippin' on juice,
Not goin' for shit, got hand on my grip
Woke up, rolled up in a nigga's in a spliff
X pill everyday, I really got shit (blahh)
Woke up, woke up, and I'm back on my shit
Hello, hello, it's YZNRevenge
Im poppin' a motherf*ckin' X
I geek out my body, and counting and shits up
Im counting money, and I'm losing control , bitch
I got the ice on
I got rockstar chains, and my chains on
And I beat on bitch like Faygo
And your bitch a lame she, a broke hoe
I flood my ice with the rose gold
And your bitch be late, you a bozo
And I pushed a 200 to Dash
I don't even trust nobody
I don't even trust no one
It's just me, myself, and I
And my motherf*ckin' gang
Pushed a 200 to Dash, bitch
I'm in the front (what?)
Pullin' my opps in a pack, bitch
I'm smoking runts
I don't care y'all be mad
I don't care y'all can be mad
I don't even have no friends no more
I'm back in my shit, I'm steppin' on hoes
I'm steppin' up, rockin' designer clothes
Diamonds on me, and I'm drippin' froze
And I got me a girl, I never alone
I'm back on my shit, I never alone
I'm back on my shit, I never alone
I'm back on my shit, I never alone
Yeahhh bitch, (yeahhh)
Takin' it up, yeah
Never about y'all funds, bruh
Top down, takin' it up, yeah
Got money in my future, because
While I'm toting on my heater, (Brrr)
Where gon' sneak at,
I'm ballin' out, you in the bleach, yeah, yeah
Nice to meet, yeah
Like, hey, I run on my digits
Tic-toc for digits
My niggas, they spinnin' a block like fish
I'm breakin' the code, I'm pullin' your treesh
I'm out of my mind, I'm sippin' on juice
Not goin' for shit, got hand on my grip,
Woke up, rolled up in a nigga's in a spliff,
X pill every day, I be really on shit