March 25th Video (MV)

Aye
Aye man, my song
I don't know what the f*ck I'm doing man
I'm just chilling man
Off the top with this one
I'm just cooling, with my niggas we be booling
I'm back, it's been too long
Like a light switch, bitch I'm on
Pulled up in the back, we matching all blacks
I hop in the back, we gone
They burning the bridges, can't f*ck with no snitches
My bitch, she keep missing these inches
Remember them trenches, was counting no digits
Now we f*cking all these bitches
A1 foreign car, it's speedin', drastic
Poppin these pills like addict
Christian Dior, it's all on the fabric
Come to you niggas, what's haddin'
We hungry for beef, not ducking no action
Bliz through yo block like it's Madden
Disappear, proof magic
Nigga got stretched like a plastic
Jump over these niggas, gymnastics
Five minutes of fame, you had it
Lil Moe independent, he mange
Put this dick in her life, it's damage
All this money on me, its cabbage
You wonder why I'm living so damn lavish
The bitch of my dreams, the baddest
Can't let one of you niggas come have it
I know couple niggas that tell on some
I know couple niggas won't tell on none
All this work man, I make it look easy
I'm with the f*cking, so stop all of that tease'n
We was playing, so why is you leaving
I be getting this green, like I am a vegan
Off them jiggas, you know I be feening
Slime season, you know what I'm sneezing
And when I'm sneezing, I'm blowing out snot
My coupe got some sauce on the top
I ain't breaking a sweat, give the keys to the vet
Tell go park my car at the lot
I can not slow down, I'm up from that town
Can't keep up the shit that I bought
All the shit that I learned, the shit that you taught
Caught mixing up dope in the pot
And when I'm mixing up dope, not talking 'bout drugs
F*cked a bitch, wearing her Uggs
I'm over the hate, just show me the love
Shout out to my mans coach Suggs
I'm up in the hallways, built like a thug
Look like we dropping some slugs
Was up in them schools, was sellin' them drugs
In lunch, I got what you want
You get what you want, and I get what I take
Diamonds they jump out the case
I'm getting this money, It's not even a race
Vortx, you killing the bass
How much am I getting, how much do I make
It can't be up for debate
Give a f*ck 'bout some candles, f*ck 'bout a cake
I'm smoking four woods on my day
It's all on my day, give a f*ck what they say
I'm smoking four woods to my face
Whatever it takes, I remember them days
Was on speed runs from the jakes
Smoking woods to the face, I'm running a little late
'Cause at nine, I give shorty a taste
I'ma be up with the greats
Better watch what you say, before you get popped like a grape
Go up either way, niggas saving these hoes
Where the f*ck is his mask and a cape
With the bitch, I'm smashing
Blunt, I'm passing
Gotta be f*cking on dates
I'm wearing designer, it's all on my waist
Gucci, Givenchy, that Bape
Couple g's in my blunt, put it up to the scale
I'm showing how much it can weight
Niggas thinking I'm bluffing
I'm showing them something
You niggas don't ever pop out the rip
Off jiggas, you know I'mma take a sip
Can't tote, but my niggas always keep a grip
Stop all of that touching, 'cause I'm with the f*cking
If not, then I'ma call yo ass a Lyft
Or cancel your shift, come bring me a gift
Come turn up, March 25th
Bitch
Bitch
Bitch
Come turn up, March 25th
Bitch