RETICLE Video (MV)

Hey, tell that nigga put your seatbelt on tighten up
I don't need no reticle when I shoot
I shoot my gun light em' up
My name must be Kendrick Lamar
I up that Drake, but he not like us
But that little baby really wanna cuff with me
I said hell nah, and she started to fuss
And that little bitch wanted to love on me
And I said hell nah
And I said that bitch sucked the dick
Please
Then let's talk it out
And I call myself Frozone when I froze my wrist
Now that bitch on froze
And they calling me Lone
And I don't need no stylist
I got all this f*cking clothes
This my own car
And I'm alone
I'm driving it
And this bitch, my song on the charts
It's all on the roof
And you smell like some Mook
And you calling me Boof
Chrisean Rock you got a missing tooth
Don't f*ck with me if you really gonna lose it
Why are you talking this shit
I don't really care
You got nothing to prove
That money in the bank
That money in my hand
That money in my pocket
I use it like tools
And it's too much lil bitches to f*ck in this bitch
Whole lotta money we getting real rich
And you talk to my gang, you end up in a ditch
I'm shooting my shot
And you know I'm not gonna miss
I'm shooting my gun
I don't need no reticle, bitch
It's getting real technical bitch
That pussy real edible, bitch
I was in the f*cking storm for two damn days
And now I got a medical, bitch
That nigga just talk like a Hebrew Slave
Yeah, that nigga a kid
Go ahead and say it again
Go on, go say it
Man, my dreads getting longer it's long as f*ck
Huh
She gon' think I'm Jamaican
You gon' lose your life, you be white little boy
Huh
Yeah, you racist
Yeah
Yeah, you is
Yeah, you is
Yeah, you is
Yeah, f*ck you, bitch
F*ck your mama and your kids