McQueen Video (MV)

I walk with a limp on me
'Cause these brand new McQueen's coming straight out the box
I'm keeping a stick on me
'Cause a nigga expensive right down to the socks
Nigga get blicked we ain't f*cking with opps
Can't simp for no hoe only here for the top
Said we came with that pressure we steppin' on all of y'all
The SRT fast how we spin on yo block
I said I'm the shit lil bitch
Big ass stones on my fist, big ass stones on my wrist
These niggas hating it don't even make sense
'Cause I stay by myself I ain't need no bitch
I just need my cash, I jus need my chick
All these blue strips got em thinking I'm a Crip
I just hit a couple licks and that shit came real easy to me
I Prada my fashion so pardon my drip
I'm f*cking up my liver, got all this Codeine in my system
Watch me step out in designer, rock Amiri the denim
No true religion how they telling lies, them niggas they sinning
This money coming in you can't stop me from grinning
I just want the top I don't want her
Ain't no love in my heart cannot trust her
Kick her to the streets had to dust her
If I want it I buy it
I say what I mean and you know I live by it
You don't understand so let me clarify it
You niggas is pussies so much you don't get it so you had to buy it
But that couldn't be me
Yo girl said she want me she give it for free
I'm who y'all niggas be trying to be
20k leagues I be deep up in it, she drowning she wet like the sea
I be cool as a breeze
Fake shit going round these niggas disease
Dropped out of college ain't get no degree
Family I don't talk to stay hating on me
I see the jealous in they eyes
And I hear they talk but they telling lies
They don't give a f*ck said it's likewise
Got Chanel wit the Cs they on both sides
Yeah this shit forever, and it's long live the guys
I walk with a limp on me
'Cause these brand new McQueen's coming straight out the box
I'm keeping a stick on me
'Cause a nigga expensive right down to the socks
Nigga get blicked we ain't f*cking with opps
Can't simp for no hoe only here for the top
Said we came with that pressure we steppin' on all of y'all
The SRT fast how we spin on yo block
I said that Scat going real fast
Don't wear no fake shit these is real tags
Only here for the night so don't feel bad
Thought she was the one now she real mad
He talking tough aim it at his brain
Yo shit is fake you can't swim with yo chain
Diamonds on me they shine when I'm up in the rain
Don't compare me to you 'cause no we ain't the same
Two door coupe whip it straight off the lot no mileage
I be iced out no stylist
Nigga come try it
Draco's and sticks with big drums, red tips knocking off your whole eyelids
And I know they don't like me it don't even matter no problem
'Cause imma keep going no problem
No I cannot stop, they don't wanna see me at the top of the game they'd rather the bottom
And that's why they hating on me for no reason but I keep it focused I ball every season
Whether it's fall, or the summer, or winter, or spring
I get me the money like it ain't a thing, like f*ck do you mean
Going hard for my boys going hard for my team
Remember they passed up on me now I'm rocking Supreme
Or maybe Céline, house on top of the hills that's the number one dream
And I know I'm gon' get it
Numbers going up I'm litty
I know they don't like they livid
When I'm rollin' through the city
Five percent windows tinted, can't nobody see up in it
Late night we creep
Nigga get geeked
Watch the way you speak 'cause you gon' sow what you reap
His soul gon' get reaped
Upping on niggas it's smoke, sending shots out that G-23, yeah
(Upping on niggas it's smoke, sending shots out that G-23, yeah)