Out of Luck Video (MV)

Out of luck
Talking on the gang that's where you had messed up
I'm a big dog nigga you a little pup
Got your bitch up on my line
She got niggas messed up
And I ain't asking for no feature
Ion need no mentions
Yeah
Ion need no mentions
Calling on my phone like you wanna dance now
Every body know that I run these shows now
Don't be hit me up if you ain't on that wrong shit
Chrome shit
Shooting at your dome shit
Pop a nigga in his head like he in the road shit
I swear ion need nobody i can do it on my own shit
Santana catch a body every time he on the road lit
Stop now
Twenty three shots we gon pop now
Not now
I been all alone like i'm blocked out
Freedom
I be screaming that please don't teach them
Believe them
Your hoe she all cap don't believe her
Don't mistreat her
Yeah
Don't mistreat her
Ahh
Your hoe in the back yeah that girl a treesha
Ahh
She's a treesha
Ahh ahh ahh ahh
I'm getting bills for days
Wile your makeing mimamum wage
Four pockets they been building for day
More profit ian live in a state
Your baby girl a hair dresser
Ian f*cking that bit but i'll text her
Get my money spend it up nd I flex her
Gotta think about what ima dress her
Santana
Santana
Santana
Santana
Santana
Santana
Santana
Santana
Back now
F*cking on yo bitch please don't crash now
Smack down
Wwe this that smack down
Roll count looking for you niggas
That don't know now
I'm back now Santana coming with them racks now