Movie Video (MV)

It's a bit cold outside bro
Aye, aye, aye, aye
My life is a movie
I grab on her booty
Your shotty's so fine, your bitch is now mine
A ten outta ten, you know she is a dime
It went by so fast, I lost track of the time (uh)
She f*ck on me so long, I think that she motherf*cking crazy
Love her so much, just might call her baby
Been around town, you would think that we datin'
It's mutual feelings, you know what I'm sayin'
I don't got time to express myself
These hoes only care about my wealth
I ain't had time to improve my health
Moncler, f*ck it, the Louis my belt
Like ice cream, the bitches gon' melt
Yeah, I wear the pants in this bitch
But she gon' keep it tight like a belt
One night, I'll be there in a minute
Baby, two fights and this shit's almost finished
Yuh, three flights, I just took a f*cking visit
Yeah, it's on sight, you know Big Xshon f*ckin' meant it (huh)
Feelin' like Uzi, yeah, they don't stand a chance
She loosey goosey, you know we gon' dirty dance
High off the bean, so I'm never gonna land
Wrist something light, but the fit worth a grand
Fitted head to toe in all Designer brand
Shotty slide through, yeah, I take her straight to Cent
With my homie Josh, and he floatin' off the fent
Living in they heads and I ain't paying rent
One hundred k in a watch, you know that's what I spend
Pockets full, wall stupid, the way that shit don't bend
I'm with Big Xshon, lil bitch bring a friend
Hella snow bunnies, so you know we attend
Feelin' presidential, yuh, they call me Roosevelt
Perky on my tongue and I watch it melt
She put that Gucci right on that Gucci belt
So amused from how that coochie felt
Strawberry, pumpkin spice, that's how that coochie smelt
You know I had to play the cards I was dealt
Swimmin' in the money, I ain't talking Michael Phelps
I ain't never needed no help
So I never f*cking asked
F*ck that bitch, that's in the past
With my boys, it's a blast
Buccaneers, we running fast
Coach Watts helms the mast
It's so cheap, so you know that I bought it
Two months shipping DHGate, but I still got it
Aye, you know that I got it
You know that I flaunt it
I ain't even got to f*ck your bitch, she always want it
Money talks, but my dick speaks volumes, she gon' suck it
Why the f*ck I always got to tuck it
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, I ain't talkin' bout no Sunday
Your bitch ride me like a motherf*cking Hyundai
Tell her good morning, but I ain't like Kanye
Aye, with the off the wall flow, be like MJ
She give me, give me that brain, it's so insane
I feel that shit all the way inside my membrane
I'm just goin' mental, goin' crazy on the beat
If you want to learn a lesson, just come and take a seat (take a seat)
One night, I'll be there in a minute
Baby, two fights and this shit's almost finished
Yuh, three flights, I just took a f*cking visit
Yeah, it's on sight, you know Big Xshon f*cking meant it (meant it)