Red Carpet Video (MV)

Yeah, yeah, tss
Yeah, I'm on the red carpet
I'm gettin' geeked, yeah, my lungs been feelin' toxic
I been tryna see you, since the day I got to callin'
Then I get to meet you, and I'm on it for a moment
We gon' pull up, in that GTS, it's stallin'
I could-I could roll up, fit this blunt up in my pocket
Lately I've been independent
I do not care 'bout a chain or a pendent
I get the money, I spend it
But I'm gonna spend it on somethin' I need
I know the house rented, huh, I saw it on Airbnb
Uh, yeah, captain, lieutenant, huh, everyone sign off to me
Yeah, like JJ Redick, huh, you only be goin' for threes
From A to Z, I can not talk, I got places to be
They comin' to me
I can not control it, I'm really the one for the team, the one for the league
Like NFL, no NBA, I really be throwin' TD's
Huh, TD's, huh, yeah, huh
I really be throwin' a bomb
I can not talk with this shit, like uh-huh
I'm just concerned with the shit I put on
Tss, yeah, I'm on the red carpet
I'm gettin' geeked, yeah, my lungs been feelin' toxic
I been tryna see you, since the day I got to callin'
Then I get to meet you, and I'm on it for a moment
We gon' pull up, in that GTS, it's stallin'
I could-I could roll up, fit this blunt up in my pocket
They on me, one on one
MLB, homerun
Why you be switchin' your tone up?
I'm with two different colors, Crayola
Pour-pourin' a drop in a forty, huh
Pourin' it, though, in a Sprite
Wait, I do not do that lean shit, but I'ma still lean to the night
Yeah, I'ma still be your type, when all that shit gets over
Pull up, bring a light, we couldn't get off the sofa
But I can't do Netflix and chillin'
She always turn me to the villain
I'm constantly stayin' consistent
Lil' snow bunny, I need my mittens, like damn
Huh, like damn, huh
Yeah, I'm back to this shit, like woah
I get back to your bitch, say no
I could laugh to the bank, no joke
Tss, yeah, I'm on the red carpet
I'm gettin' geeked, yeah, my lungs been feelin' toxic
I been tryna see you, since the day I got to callin'
Then I get to meet you, and I'm on it for a moment
We gon' pull up, in that GTS, it's stallin'
I could-I could roll up, fit this blunt up in my pocket
(Yeah, yeah, alright, alright)
(Yeah, yeah, alright, alright)
(Oh, yeah, yeah)
(Up in my pocket, this blunt up in my)
(Oh, yeah, yeah)