Would You Though? Video (MV)

Choppa finna ride, would you though?
Beno
Choppa finna ride, would you though?
Yui
Choppa finna ride, would you though?
Keep it by my side, where I go
I just crashed my new car, I need a tow
I had too many, you're my favorite hoe
My love for this shit growing, it's my passion
Your check just dropped, go ahead, give me a fraction
These niggas scared, take a look how they actin
Hit her up one day, next day I beat her back in
Give him money, what he do?
You stitchin' ass, bitch, give him the boot
We beat that nigga bad, take all his lot
I'm crazy jump out the plane, no parachute
You in my business, bitch, stay in your lane
My number one, we go dance in the rain
That good ass sex in the back of the Range
Walk with the shotty like this shit a cane
Talk some shit, we blow his brains woah
Fifty thousand, watch them chains glow
If he know I sell for price, why he askin' for a deal
I slip in and I shock these niggas like electric eel
Let me do that shit that you did to me, tell me how it feels
Cope with pain, sip them bottles, take another pill
Do that shit all by myself, stay that way when I make mils
What can I do to be rich
What can I do f*ck yo bitch
Fifty thousand round my neck when I walk in
On my dick, boy, I just clocked in
Choppa finna ride, would you though?
Keep it by my side, where I go
I just crashed my new car, I need a tow
I had too many, you're my favorite hoe
My love for this shit growing, it's my passion
Your check just dropped, go ahead, give me a fraction
These niggas scared, take a look how they actin
Hit her up one day, next day I beat her back in
Thumbing through these racks, know I'm throwing it
That's everybody's ass, you always throwing it
I'm chopping all this green , let's get to mowing it
That boy don't want no smoke, we put the hoe in him
Brand new hellcat, ya it got the brimbo's
Any shawty but my shawty is a bimbo
Them Ar's and them Glocks, they got extendos
Too much money in my Louis bag, I spend those
I'm fumbling my words, got me feeling like I'm fried
Try to keep us solid, but you stubborn, yeah, I tried
Like what can I do, this lil' shawty got a hard head
Where to f*ck we got too many options, it's a bunk bed
16 hour drive to Atlanta, damn, huh
You know that my Bev is a Fanta, damn
Big stomach in this- like I'm Santa
Woah, woah, Hold on, hold on
Giving presents to these bitches like I'm Santa, woah
Like I'm Santa, siping-
You know- mixed with fanta, woah
That UK banter, woah