Givenchy Video (MV)

Green light I'm on go
Made east side my home
Niggas lie I dont
Well be fine I know
Everything here shines
No rules get applied
Drip wet not dry
We the storms in the sky

I dont feel none of it
I come to kill it
Ain't no recovering
We started bubbling
That heat in the stove
Got us cooking some other shit
They dont like vulgerness
They turning soft
I see the nervousness
Amir is a metamorph
Hop in the booth
No telling where I'm going
You still predictable I got a bone to come pick wit you
Cut him he failing the physical you rappers so unoriginal
None of this here is subliminal brain is releasing them chemicals
I'm outer space with the clearest view come at yo face with a kick or two
I'm wit yo bay playing peekaboo she tryna see what this D a do
I let her ride like a vehicle

Green light I'm on go
Made east side my home
Niggas lie I dont
Well be fine I know
Everything here shines
No rules get applied
Drip wet not dry
We the storms in the sky
You shoulda tried a lil harder
You shoulda planned it out smarter
You must like being a bottom
I dont have none of the problems

I got them stars in a wraith
I look like God in a Cape
I pray to God everyday
That imma still find me a way
They tryna sign me away
I'm bout to burn em on stakes
Call me the coach I got plays
I'm wearing coach when I play
You getting nothing today
You do not make it to base
None of yo team mates is safe
Call me a Jason I chase
After this money we make
Buddy I'm hungry for cake
Eat more than lunch on a break
A dog I'm hopping the gate
No pause we stop it you straight
Tell me what money bout How bout you show me some
I know I murdered this am I the only one
I sound like Gabriel I got a holy tongue
Ain't seen an angel yet I'm bout to show you one
I take a dollar and double a hunnid times
I say whatever my realness just gone to mind
I'm bout to shine a new light in the underground
I seen a bag and I went to go run it down
I'm not impressed by the niggas you hung around
This shit a itch and I scratch every minute boy
You see I'm different bro I ain't a humanoid
Pull out my card itll prolly say yugioh
I'm going mono e mono you stereo
Boy I'm from daygo the Ray is Mysterio
I ate this beat like a bowl of some cereal
I'm going crazy they call it delirium

Green light I'm on go
Made east side my home
Niggas lie I dont
Well be fine I know
Everything here shines
No rules get applied
Drip wet not dry
We the storms in the sky