Stylish (feat. Carrington) Video (MV)

I don't gotta point this at your head just know I got it
Y'all ain't got no bullets in that clip so why'd you cock it?
I don't give no features to these kids I'm way too stylish
They gon' say they hate it when they love it cuz they ain't high as this
I don't gotta point this at your head just know I got it
Y'all ain't got no bullets in that clip so why'd you cock it?
I don't give no features to these kids I'm way too stylish
They gon' say they hate it when they love it cuz they ain't high as this
Grab yourself a breath, cuz I might take it if I shoot
Told em I could hang and I ain't hanging up my boots, aye
You ain't walk a mile, if you ain't take it in my shoes
You might never win, if you just wait for them to lose, UH
All we know is fast pace
Think she was chalking her depression up to bad days
Chip on my shoulder coming out, when I been half baked
I'm burning bread until it's toast, and now my glass raised
When you at that age, you get smoked boy, with an ashtray
I lay down like I should lay low
Bounce that check then dodge my payroll
I don't change, I don't got pay phone
Highest in my city, go 'head, f*ck with me and cop a halo, UH
I know it happen a lot, they holding the tech but they lacking the shots, aye
I might not have what they got, I comida rapida, they jack in the box, aye
But you can't put Jack in the box
Winding me up, with a gap in the cross
You lacking the sauce, they calling me John, son, but I'm never passing the rock
I don't gotta point this at your head just know I got it
Y'all ain't got no bullets in that clip so why'd you cock it?
I don't give no features to these kids I'm way too stylish
They gon' say they hate it when they love it cuz they ain't high as this
I don't gotta point this at your head just know I got it
Y'all ain't got no bullets in that clip so why'd you cock it?
I don't give no features to these kids I'm way too stylish
They gon' say they hate it when they love it cuz they ain't high as this
Y'all ain't want me coming back like this
Y'all just let me knock this out the fence without my chinstrap
They don't gotta tell me, I'm convinced, bitch
You ain't really bout it, I can sense that
Yeah, all my toes are tagged and I don't tic tac
If you see me, good luck tryna get your bitch back
Future, XX, L, got you big mad
Ain't nobody f*cking with the kid, I feel like I forgot to say it when the the shit wack
Forest fires burning bridges, I can't sit around it
Ironic with them dead faces, I can't live without it
So I might cut that credit card and get a big allowance
Even my reflection couldn't duplicate my drip without it, UH, yeah
They don't hold me down, they hold me back
I went down the road and shot em all before they both attack
I said seven digits, I know, if they quote me, it's a wrap
I said go head, man, look down, you know I'm loaded, with the strap, I said I don't gotta...
Point this at your head just know I got it
Y'all ain't got no bullets in that clip so why'd you cock it?
I don't give no features to these kids I'm way too stylish
They gon' say they hate it when they love it cuz they ain't high as this
I don't gotta point this at your head just know I got it
Y'all ain't got no bullets in that clip so why'd you cock it?
I don't give no features to these kids I'm way too stylish
They gon' say they hate it when they love it cuz they ain't high as this