Chuckie Video (MV)

What do we need men for
Reproduce, that's all
My husband takes care of me financially
I'm making my money and I'm saving it

He's taking care of me and I'm stacking my money
Men are useless
I want to differentiate between straight men and gay men
I will die without gay men

I need my man three to four times a week
Shout out to Chucky, after this hope he f*ck with me
This ain't no diss, nah, nah
It's just a courtesy

Furthermore, you're my nigga
I just think that you need some peace
Seems transparency might be the way to go, you see
Four years old, you was moving so punctually

Then you got older
Then you start moving reluctantly
Casting stones at my name like you really don't f*ck with me
It's cool

It's just some things that really stuck with me
Still remember when you met Tiffany at the Applebee's
We was laughing about all the niggas still trying to clap at me
So you walked up to shawty and asked if she had company

Tiffany said, nah
She just wanted to be sucker free
All you knew is that that ass was flaunting mint green
I saw her look back at you while my nigga still cheesing

Looked in her eyes and said, mama, the ass is tempting
I'm only in town for a couple of days
What's your IG
The next day she hit your line

She said she got the double treat
Pull up to the spot
Where you at
Room 403

Before we do anything, I gotta tell you something
As far as f*cking with me, it does come with a couple fees
I model on the side
Only fans get sneak peeks

You was like, f*ck it
Just make sure to keep it discreet
You hang with the blueberries
You live near the bumblebees

You my nigga
Of course, you exchange more than currency
Dropped her off at four-four-G. Next day, the slut meet
Couple months go by

You took her on a shopping spree
You took Tiffany, ironically, to shop at Tiffany
She want the stones to match our colors
It was Jubilee

Plus the trips in Cincinnati and the ones in Bailey's
Peel off an AMG, getting top in a third speed
He say, Tiffany, baby, I ain't got no safety
It's OK, daddy, daddy, as long as you taste me

Yeah
Watch the bitch doing burpees
She getting sturdy
Yeah

I ain't saying don't go f*ck the bitches
Go ahead
I guess for yourself, there's no respect
Uh-huh

Thought you was the only one getting sex
Yeah
I know in life, you go through trials and obstacles
As far as numbers, bout ain't impossible

Them niggas getting them freebies while you're
Taking to the tropicals
But I ain't stopping you
Them real niggas ain't watching you

But wonder why they rob me
You cool
They know your secrets, where you live, and who you be with
Where you go, where you be leaving, who you pray with

So you can learn to live with your demons
And that's that
You keep over on 35th and f*ck it
Charge it to the game

Ain't Chucky still my main
But you know we ain't the same
Sometimes I could be the rain
Three weeks later, he added three more letters to his name

He put a bullet in his brain
My nigga never been the same
My nigga gone
Yeah

Shout out to Chucky
Shout out to my nigga Chucky
All you niggas is Chucky's
Shout out to Chucky