Straight In Video (MV)

Bitch I'm back and I'm better
They say Jayy boy you cold I might need me a sweater
Wish a f*ck nigga would ima spin with that metal
He mix fake ass Gucci with fake ass leather
I mix pills with the drank make it taste a lil better
Mark his ass like some paint when we spin he get wet up
In the stu ima blank that's on every damn beat
Lil bro up with the glock your homeboy left his feet
I heard his bitch ass fast might catch him at a meet
He think he big bad wolf bitch I'm tryna see
He think he big bad wolf he a damn piggy
Bitch I'm big bad wolf when I spin ima blow
Like I'm in the NBA when I pull up I score
I want to know where you at since you say you want smoke
I want to know where you at since it's smoke like cancer
I pull up with that fye he get dropped like a dancer
You can't call me a rapper bitch I make anthems
This big pole on my hip scratch shit like a panther
This big pole on my hip leave you dead on the cement
Make your hoe suck my bro she gone swallow his semen
All this pain I went through make me turn to a demon
Try to rob lil Jayy that scene yeen leaving (let's goo)
For that money I'm hungry like I'm barely eating
That lil hoe she a stalker she stay trying to see me
Your lil homie a copy he stay trying to be me
Catch a opp out of bounds leave a f*ck nigga leaking
In that car I go fast I pull off tires screeching
When I hop on the beat ima preach like a deacon
Like I'm Solid B I walk the beat like a farmer
I pull up by myself bitch I don't need a army
I pull up by myself bitch I don't need the gang
Your homeboy good gas put his ass to the flame
I got some for your toe it's a tag with your name
You come round with no switch then bitch you can't hang
You come round with no stick then bitch you can't be here
Bitch I'm rolling off the x don't ask why I can't see clear
Always high as f*ck might install flight gear
They be like Jayy a bitch man I swear I don't like him
If I see him outside I swear ima strike him
Leave his homeboy sad with that tec ima pipe him
Nigga play ima crash like I ain't got a license
Bought a big ass thirty so you know I ain't fighting
I bought a big ass thirty but the clip hold fifty
Rolled your brother in this wood his bitch ass real sticky
Lil bitch I'm from the west that's the real deal wicked
Try to slide on my block make you swim with the fishes
Try to come over here make you regret that quickly
Bitch I'm getting money now so I know that you miss me
High as f*ck in the sky man this shit got me twitching
Tomorrow I might die bitch I live for the moment
They know I keep the fye you can see the bitch poking
You talk shit I might laugh but lil bitch I ain't joking
In the yo off the x niggas know I be rolling
To that bank ima run find a beat and I float it
If that motherf*cker hard I don't wait I get on it
You see me flexing cash and I know that you want it
You hate me cause I'm up and I know you do don't it
Bitch I'm up at the top I don't see no opponent
At the top it's just me I don't see competition
All your shit sound the same all I hear repetition
I popped out they was shocked like a electrician
Took a break now I'm back lil bitch boy did you miss me