It Is What It Is Video (MV)

I'm finna clap that like a flap jack
Pull a rack back with no cash back
F*ck a snapback with a backpack
In a frat pack you a scumbag
Full of comebacks like a light snack
Looking so wack
Fake facts like a flashback in a snapchat
Smoking bad crack with a gas mask
Boutta extract
Like a alley cat eat a street rat
If you talk smack better fall back
Nigga no cap

I got my Gucci on, sipping on Louis Vuitton
Shit is unreal, yeah come put the movies on
Niggas be woebegone I put the speakers on
Bumping the loud like the green is on point
Motherf*cker you know we at the joint
I do not make sense but I do got a point
And I feel like a mannequin I'm on the cannabis
If you need gas come roll up with the coin
Don't f*ck with broke bitches
They say I changed when I broke bridges
None of your business, got no business
Talking your shit you got no riches
I'm in the flow business, you're in your own prison
Stuck in your ways, you got no vision
Motherf*cker, I could blow vision your way you wont even notice it
Get the hell out of my way
Should have known TRI$TEN don't play
Yeah

Get the f*ck out of the crib
You know it is what it is
I ain't tryna flip the shit
You know it is what it is
You know you cant save yourself
Retire your shit on the shelf
You know that it is what it is
Just playing the hand I was dealt

I don't f*ck with the popo's
We the bang bros, you them mofos
Going solo against five-o
Call me loco I'll survive tho
Feeling so cold in the studio
When I'm AWOL in the fight bro
Think I slack off? better back off
'Cause you don't know bout my life bro

Billing clout chasers, take a shot then a chaser
Bad bitch walk by imma chase her, might get rejected but whats a wager
No worries I got a waver, clean slate like an eraser
You late you a salty waiter, got beef? Hit me on my pager
Go deaf turn up the fader, don't be judging quit your hating
'Cause you know we getting faded, got no diamonds but I'm jaded
F*cker we ain't gotta fake it and I know you cant relate it
I'm a f*cking lyrical speed racer and you're f*cking dated
'Cause I be selling flower on the D-low and she don't care because she like the D slow
And she know that he know that we know my beat flow on fleek though
A free throw, a freak though, I don't know
I dropped the weed in the carpet
Light the carpet on fire but I ain't gonna start it
Finna see me up on the TV lookin retarded
And y'all assholes are looking at me like I ain't gonna start shit
Well bitch I'm on that art shit
If you're going through hardships, pick up the aux cord
And go ahead and play that hard shit
'Cause if you think we are shit
You best be on your toes 'cause you don't know what you started
We on that gang shit, all you haters ain't shit
I'm so goddamn hot a brother need to f*cking tame it
Y'all are so invasive and I am so amazing
Thats probably not the case 'cause everyone call me crazy