Extra Credit Video (MV)

I'm rappin for myself
Quit the cappin
Captain, I don't know what happened
Out in Calabasas
Kinda trappin
Sell dick to Kardashians
Drippin sauce getchu a napkin
A towel
And a moppin bucket
Sweeping up the competition Wipe the floors wit them niggas And then it's f*ck em
See my balls danglin while she Brainin told that bitch
Suck em
Niggas plottin they be wiley so I'm dolo road running
Yo blunt hushin
Yo cup tussin
Get it how you love it
I'm not matching nor po uppin
Nor am I judging
Come to the trap
Get to tappin on the glass
Our system kinda hot dats why The killas , keep the fans
I can't cuff you thot , I got a bitch
She got a man but lil bro ain't on Shit

Flick of the wrist
Start up the whip , no key for this
Bag a new bitch
Break her lil heart
Bag her again
I'm savage lil bitch
The pack wit the kid , send addy Again
Snapchat wit the shit
Slide up on a pic
Slide up in it
Lick the bitch tits
Bite on her nips
Traffic again
Nowhere to go
No one to go wit
I'm on the road
I feel like a wheel
I be spending this money
Ain't my bitch can't get shit From me
Hittin these licks pockets on Husky
Pulling up pampers , diapers Huggies , overalls , onesies Bitch wanna f*ck but I'm Another country
All the shit I been through
Damn near hung me
You can't mention me if you Ain't talkin stunting
Bet not mention me when they Ask who hustlin
But
Only to the laws
Otherwise tell em all
I'm tryna run it up and need it All
Ain't wit the gang
Hate to say
They ain't finna eat at all