Cargo Pants (Easter Sunday Remix) Video (MV)

What i say in I Can Devil Too?
I said
My birthday was the best way for God to say hey to you niggas
I'm not on the same page as you niggas
I'm the hard copy title cover
Rest of you follow
You niggas move with me, I'm the POTUS in Tahoe
I'm like crickets, I'm everywhere but no where to be found
I'm ground picket fence sturdy
No backyard to surround
11 years from 30
I'm an old bitch
I already need Viagra as a crutch for my dick
Erectile Dysfunction need help by the inch
My dick day dreaming, wake that nigga with a pinch
Yo bitches pussy cold so ima jacket up
Back it up niggas them skinny jeans are about wack as f*ck
Don't tat your face nigga, cargo pants
Stop that extra designer nigga, cargo pants
Boy Somal said them shits pants with purses on the side
Nigga never lies
But back to my demise
Give thanks to Allah
That's not my God
But he blessed this Muslim bitch with a flexible jaw
I got a flexible job, and that shit is called rapping
I clock in when i want, but time always collapsing
Shay stay crashing in on me
I don't even get paid
My bank account still lonely
But her hands feel on me
Said she's searching for the lighter
That's my dick
She's steady searching she's a fighter
Unfolded fist
Well slap me on the ass and consider me dead
I've never felt more alive with a price on my head
Let's party til we f*ckin pop
Find a percky pill to pop
Wear some cargo pants to make it hard for the cops to search me
Cuz that never could hurt me
Hold my pocket while you at it you're my bitch
There's plenty of them to hold so all y'all on my dick
I've been eating off-brand cereal for years I'm mad as shit
But my dick is getting big to where my cargo's barely fit