Yea Yea Video (MV)

Get the f*ck out of my room, I'm playing Minecraft
Get the f*ck out of my room, I'm playing Minecraft
I got dogs upon, yo, I got dogs, say he got dogs
I got dogs upon, yo, yo, I got dogs

I got dogs upon my dogs, so pass the blitz to my dog, child
Oh, that's the one that seen his man's eye, we the one that got him dry
We in the stew, we claustrophobic, just like Roddy, boy, we box
Brother, you gon' need some help, it's alright, I got the lock

Give me stacks, I go rock out, no guitar like Travis Scott
Never seen a star like this, yeah, my pocky's astronaut
I already knew my time in here, so I might go and switch the plot
Bro, lookie, this my stir the pot, I'm right there, don't I hit the spot

Yeah, you can't see me, I'm black, I'm in camouflage
Could do the dash, could do the rage, but no, bitch, I ain't getting caught
I ain't getting shit
Ayy, uh-huh, mellow

Ayy, uh-huh, yo, yo, perfect
Ayy, heard I be riding, ain't I
In the game, I trash talk
Jesus turn the block and see what mellow make, a bag walk

All he need is seven days, yo, mellow, make him bands talk
He ain't even see my face, just seen the beam, said, ra-ta-ta
G-man, he gon' push the V, we crash the V, but yeah, we standing tall
He chop spin with the SB, get put in a sandstorm

I was out here f*cking college, hoes up in my man's dorm
I'll go and shoot a movie on a bitch like Big Worm
Yeah, we winning, chops his body up, it look like pulled pork
He can say that he is balling, but he ain't ball my court

Uh-huh, bitch, I trap like it's a sport
Been making money, I just make that shit my norm
I send a hit, man, boom-boom-boom, that's kill confirmed
Know you looking at me, come here and be enticed

She said she roll with Graco, a legend in the making
You got Dracos, we got Dracos, real lil' Draco, he Jamaican
Ain't got no gunners, come out and gun us, say they Haitian
Yeah, yo, girl, she potty cheating in the coupe, we back breaking

We know you looking, so just come here and be enticed
Yeah, she said she roll with Graco, I'm a legend in the making
No, you don't have Dracos, we with Draco, he Jamaican
Yeah, we got them dreads low, head stay high

I'll step over your bitch, I ain't A.I
You ain't smoking nothing, nigga, yeah, you a canine
If I stand on all my money, bitch, I'm 85