What Is That? (feat. Chrizzo) Video (MV)

(Bevans bumpin' bitch)
This shit tough (hey)
And that's a fact (yeah)
I do the dash shoutout Nash get that cash (hey)
I'm going fast in my whip you in last (yeah)
I'm on track you take laps you so wet like what is that
'Cause This shit tough (hey)
And that's a fact (yeah)
I do the dash shoutout Nash get that cash (hey)
I'm going fast in my whip you in last (yeah)
I'm on track you take laps you so wet like what is that
I'm out of town persevering (hey)
She just keep crying and tearing
I'm tryna be humble and caring (yeah)
But all of these women keep staring
She thinks I'm lying and cheating
I'm tryna tell her the meaning (hey)
She thinks that I wanna leave her (yeah)
I'm doing my best just to please her
I'm not tryna worry about that
But I keep worrying then
She posting these pics on the gram, she says that she needs a new man
I call up my dogs with the plan (hey)
We getting litty tonight
No more tweaking about shit, I'm drunk and I'm living my life
Got the vodka real cool over ice
Holdup but where is the sprite
She slide through she's coming at night
Holdup but she ain't my wife
Holdup she looking real nice
I'm taking a chance roll the dice
If she loyal and bad I might wife
Yeah she loyal and bad so I might
This shit tough (hey)
And that's a fact (yeah)
I do the dash shoutout Nash get that cash (hey)
I'm going fast in my whip you in last (yeah)
I'm on track you take laps you so wet like what is that
'Cause This shit tough (hey)
And that's a fact (yeah)
I do the dash shoutout Nash get that cash (hey)
I'm going fast in my whip you in last (yeah)
I'm on track you take laps you so wet like what is that
What is that, what is that, split her back yeah (hell yeah)
Do the math Chrizzo back for that cash yeah (hell yeah)
If I see rash around her A-- I hit the dash yeah (I hit the dash)
I got class I break her back she in the past yeah (She in the past)
She biting the ruler, catching my kids Smith-Schuster (Steelers)
Dream about be Freddy Krueger
I get all this ice out the cooler
I get all this drip from my jeweler
I hit her then call her an Uber
I don't have to call up my shooters
I'm John Wick holding this Ruger (boom boom boom)
Chrizzo shorty, calling all the birdies (aye)
Flew her in from Jersey looking thicker than a turkey
I ain't worried, give 208 shots like Urtee
You can get your head popped like a perky
Have my shooters up bright and early this shit...
This shit tough (hey)
And that's a fact (yeah)
I do the dash shoutout Nash get that cash (hey)
I'm going fast in my whip you in last (yeah)
I'm on track you take laps you so wet like what is that
'Cause This shit tough (hey)
And that's a fact (yeah)
I do the dash shoutout Nash get that cash (hey)
I'm going fast in my whip you in last (yeah)
I'm on track you take laps you so wet like what is that