Mr.Trouble Video (MV)

(I come up hard, baby, but now I'm cool)
(I didn't make it, sugar)
Ayy (playin' by the rules)
(I come up hard, baby) ayy
(But now I'm cool)
(I didn't make it, sugar, playin' by the rules)
Ayy, ayy (I come up har-)

See these niggas be cappin' and lyin'
They really not like that
Nigga play like he won't get his life checked
Still hang with the killers and niggas in all black
Hell yeah, boy, we like that
Ayy, new year so we stack it for Skat Packs
Just hit a lick and pulled off in the Hellcat
Only smoke pressure, the best, you could smell that
Turned a 2-8 to a 3, where the scale at?
Ayy, need bows we gon' wrap it and mail that
Just put a .4 in the pop and then fell back
Givin 'em trouble they like where the help at?
These niggas pussy, they twat, they a big cat
Big racks, all on his head and they kidnap
Ayy, no cap this shit here big facts
Kickin' in doors at the kickback
Get back like (hah), run them pockets let me get that
Ayy, thirty shots but a hunnid come with me
Wasn't provin' no point so we hit 'em with sixty
Crip street, still screamin' RIP Nipsey
I come from the Grove but them north niggas with me
Ayy, six hunnid that shit kinda in me
I jumped off the porch to the block then the trenches
I'm rockin' designer, this Glock in my britches
The bitch from the back make me buy her some 'enchy
Six days and six nights we was out on a mission
On the seventh we seen 'em and caught 'em and flipped 'em
Only right that we hit everybody that's with 'em
I been causin' hell ever since I was little
I can make a bitch see like I'm Dr. Dolittle
Don't reach for this chain, turn yo ass to a noodle
Yeah, I'm Mr. Trouble, I thought that you knew (I thought that you knew)
(I come up hard)
Bitch (but now I'm cool)
(I didn't make it, sugar, playin' by the rules)
(I come up hard, baby, but now I'm cool)
(I didn't make it, sugar, playin' by the rules)
(I come up hard, baby, but now I'm cool)
(I didn't make it, sugar, playin' by the rules)
(I come up hard, baby)