rose Video (MV)

Hella Runts, Rello Blunts, ain't no f*cking bowl
I don't do no stunts, do no fronts, this ain't one of those
I got red up in my weed, nigga, it look like a rose
Ain't been fed up with these weak niggas
I been on the road, I'm an animal All these birds they flock together
I can tell that you a hoe Ain't been looking at your feather,
I'mma look inside your soul Go ahead, check up on your fellas, mine been
Better, f*ck your bros stick together for the code
Hella Blunts, Rello Runts, smoking green with nicotine, it's elegant
So much dope I'm smoking up a elephant, Heaven sent, that bitch so she can f*ck
With my element I repent, why she keep on f*cking with my
Head again
(Yeah, yeah)
All that shit don't make no sense, Hell no, I can't cuff that bitch, I'm talking
Chips, she make it bend Hell no, I ain't talking penny quarters, talking
Benjamins They know I been balling like a Ford, dunking
Like I'm Tim Apollo, that be him, that be me, the MVP
Oh boy, I'm going in, ain't no gym but racks on me
Apollo alien, call me Zim or call me freak Gon' sell out stadiums, don't know why they
Back on me Hella Runts, Rello Blunts, ain't no f*cking
Bowl I don't do no stunts, do no fronts, this
Ain't one of those Got something red up in my weed, nigga
It look like a rose I been fed up with these freak bitches, kick
Em to the door