Man Purse (feat. Spike Chester) Video (MV)

On God this the season for (Wreckshop!)
Ya'know
Killin' season!
(WRECKKKK-SHOPPPP!)
(Wreck-shop!)
(Wreck-shop!)
(Wreck-shop!)
Yeah
(Wreck-shop!)
Yeah!
(Wreck-shop!)
(Wreck-shop!)
(Wreck-shop!)
(Wreck-shop!)
I don't politic with the pile of shits
Need apologies and a model chick
If she send locations, I acknowledge it
But I'm a busy man so I gotta dip
Make her sing for me, like Solange n'shit
And I never ask if it's (mine n'shit)
Know a couple niggas that done tried to hit
First and goal like touch downs n'shit (Yeah!)
Now!
Niggas wanna link in person
Shit don't never add up, it ain't worth it
They don't keep up with the verses
So it'll never be you versus
Me!
I don't think rap niggas heard me
Them weak ass words, it don't hurt me
I would take yo' chain but it's worthless
Designer kicks & man purses
Xanax bars and tan perkys
I'm on 10, pretend like I'm Kurt (He's!)
Angle, I'm cry when I hang you
Wild bitch in the back, I'mma tame you
Play Simon says, what I say do
Go to church, but I might hit a stain too
Call peace but I might even bang too
For the cash, I done seen what a weak man do
(Wreck-shop!)
(Wreck-shop!)
(Wreck-shop!)
(Wreck-shop!)
(Wreck-shop!)
(Wreck-shop!)
(Wreck-shop!)
(Wreck-shop!)