Hoedown Video (MV)

I been killing beats like a motherf*cking iPod
Crazy in the sheets I might put her on my tripod
Ask me why I try stupid little bitch, why not
Touchdown dance, I'm the man, cross the pylon
Had her screaming my god, had her screaming YEAA
Why you call me daddy, baby I am not your DAD
Could be with the goat, but you messing with a CHAD
Don't got no time for dates cuz I'm focused on my BAG
YEA
It's really exciting, I got em screaming and crying
I'm really speeding with the flow, I'm talking quicker than lighting
Try and keep up with this bro, I can't stop rhyming
I be going too deep like canyon hiking
Watch her take it low, she's bad, I know
Got a tough guy boyfriend, with a big ego
Hit the gym everyday, he a GIJoe
But I won't give a f*ck when that 34 blow

Boy you better slow down
You don't want no showdown
Used to be lil now I'm feeling like the goat now
You ain't tryna throw down
Pussy you a whole clown
Call up all the bitches cuz we bout to have a hoedown
Oh wow, so loud
Everytime I touch shit
Tough shit, I be going in no discussion
I be going quick, real sick, robitussin
Get me on the track I'll turn nothing into something, disgusting

I ain't country but I'm messing with the backwoods
I ain't black but they love me in the black hoods
Pancake with the bank, the stacks good
I won't kill you but my boys in the trap would
Act good, even though she naughty
Watching how you move like I was illuminati
Got good brain it's insane like her body
Bought her champagne, now my name turned to papi
Why she wanna act up? Let me get a back rub
Focused on the bag like a motherf*cking trash truck
Go and get your stacks up, liquor in a glass cup
Now I'm spitting cold, talking colder than alaska
Got a boyfriend, yeah I don't wanna meet him
Late night snack, only see her in the PM
She like to get loose, like a lil bit of freedom
Her man talking hard, but it's only in the DMs

Boy you better slow down
You don't want no showdown
Used to be lil now I'm feeling like the goat now
You ain't tryna throw down
Pussy you a whole clown
Call up all the bitches cuz we bout to have a hoedown
Oh wow, so loud
Everytime I touch shit
Tough shit, I be going in no discussion
I be going quick, real sick, robitussin
Get me on the track I'll turn nothing into something, disgusting

Ran up on me like a motherf*cking track meet
But I been in the gym body like an athlete
Making noise with my boys, backstreet
You a kid dude, put you in the backseat
Here's a booster, never been a loser
My first song was hot, just listen to the rumors
A+ on the mic, I ain't even have a tutor
I ain't have me a producer
Just a mic and a computer
I been killing it, tell me are you feeling it
Deals on wheels, like I'm working at a dealership
Do it for the thrill of it, colder than you will admit
If you thinking different than your thoughts is illegitimate
If you thinking different, reconsider
If you thinking different, you thinking bitter
Already feeling big, and I'm always getting bigger
I just tell it how it is, cuz I'm a real hitter

Boy you better slow down
You don't want no showdown
Used to be lil now I'm feeling like the goat now
You ain't tryna throw down
Pussy you a whole clown
Call up all the bitches cuz we bout to have a hoedown
Oh wow, so loud
Everytime I touch shit
Tough shit, I be going in no discussion
I be going quick, real sick, robitussin
Get me on the track I'll turn nothing into something, disgusting