MaskDown Video (MV)

Me and gang we suited all up, just like some power rangers
Wrap niggas up like some candy you want now or later
Take your bitch and blow in her back, i annihilate her
We ain't missin' shots on this drill, we brought a couple lasers
Me and gang we slide like barbers, we brought a couple razors
Choppa givin' facelifts out, it's a f*ckin' surgeon
Cherry on your head gettin' popped like you a f*ckin' virgin
FTO we givin' shots out like we was f*ckin' nurses
Got that check and I f*cked it up, I can't stop splurgin'
Hit the E-way in that Hellcat and now I can't stop swervin'
Brodie got a brick in the crib and he can't stop servin'
That bitch keep on ridin' my wave so she can't stop surfin'
Switchy on the back of the Glock so it can't stop twerkin'
5% tint on the whip so we can't stop lurkin'
He was tryna show out in public, now it's a closed curtain
FTO don't show no remorse, we leavin families hurtin'
I can't lie, we slide every day, we blowin' candles out
I just got the drop where he stay, pulled up to Granny house
If he ain't where he post to lay, we takin' Granny out
I just made my bitch by a dick, guess she a tranny now
It ain't shit but money and bullets up in this Fanny pouch
Niggas back then wouldn't jack me, they ask for Manny now
Shit, I'm prolly up at your mammy's grabbin' a credit card
We can go shot for shot, but we ain't goin' bar for bar
I'm talkin' bout boomin' the opps, this not no alcohol
We ain't shootin' out of the whip, we hoppin' out the car
We ain't shootin' out them windows, man, we hoppin' out on feet
How you niggas jumpin' off porches but never cross the street? Hold up
He said he was cold, but he froze when he seen the heat
Told my bro to hop in the field so he had brought his cleats
How you niggas claim you got motion but live in poverty?
How you niggas smokin' my brother, never sent shots at me?
That's okay, I slid to your mother and then she swallowed me
Influence to your lil' brothers, them niggas follow me
Nigga think he bein' low-key, I'm on your property
Hold up, watch this
Boy, you know that I love the sound, of when that chop hit
I just slid right through your town, another block bent
We just let off 600 rounds and we did not miss
Man, that shit you smokin' ain't loud, it smell like cat piss
I can make a brick out a pound, just gotta chop this
Yeah, she told people we f*cked, she made the blocklist