Brag Bag (Intermission) Video (MV)

This is a brief, intermission
I said I could give a f*ck about a
Yea
I could give a f*ck about a hater
My lady bad pockets on swole now
Paper
Im gettin paid everything im owed now
Wait up
We big tippin the waiter keep the bottles comin
Play us
My niggas get to clappin like they proud of somethin
I might be in prada stuntin
Niggas do alotta frontin
Nothin but alotta lip talkin bout alotta nothin
I aint tryna brag though
Most these niggas talkin bout the shit they never had though
Im just in my back though
Got the game figured now
Cars crib bigger now
Went from Uberx to a chauffeur just to get around
While you niggas sit around, like a bitter betty
Runnin fashionably late and still my shawdi gettin ready
Never tardy for the party, I pull up to the function
Hella faded off the brown, but still im tryin function
And I'm good in every town The neighborhood embrace me
You know how its goin down, still the hatin never phase me
And I came up out that mud hella fast though
Word to Ricky Bobby you aint first then you last hoe
Prayin on my downfall, hopin I dont last though
You just doing bad me, Im just in my bag hoe
Im just in my bag
In my bag
In my bag
Aint gotta brag
Im just in my bag
In my bag
In my bag
Aint gotta brag
Prayin on my downfall, hopin I dont last though
You just doin bad, me Im just in my bag hoe
Wooooaah
I could give a f*ck about a hater
My lady bad pockets on swole now
Paper
Im gettin paid everything im owed now
Wait up
We big tippin the waiter keep the bottles comin
Play us
My niggas get to clappin like they proud of somethin
I might be in prada stuntin
Niggas do alotta frontin
Nothin but alotta lip talkin bout alotta nothin
I aint tryna brag though
Most these niggas talkin bout the shit they never had though
Im just in my back though
Funny how them tables turn rather rapidly
A year or so ago they wasn't interested to rap with me
Now I'm headed way up, the boy defying gravity
Cuz I know how to stay up, this shit is like a lay up dont be mad at me
All I ever wanted was a pocket full of hundreds
An account thats filled with millions so the family is stuntin
See I do it cuz I love it, you do it cuz you gotta
If its problems then we gotta, get it shakin like maracas
Show no love to imposters, salute to all the real
Never worried bout the fake, the truth'll get revealed
Never worried bout the hate, the love will overpower that
And if you sleepin on me then it better be a power nap
Cuz I aint got no time to persuade you
Do you see a cape bitch I aint here to save you
Do you see my face bitch, the boy hella focused
Got my mind on my money and the money in a vault lets keep it goin
I could give a f*ck about a hater
My lady bad pockets on swole now
Paper
Im gettin paid everything im owed now
Wait up
We big tippin the waiter keep the bottles comin
Play us
My niggas get to clappin like they proud of somethin
I might be in prada stuntin
Niggas do alotta frontin
Nothin but alotta lip talkin bout alotta nothin
I aint tryna brag though
Most these niggas talkin bout the shit they never had though
Im just in my back though
Now lets get back to that gangsta shit