Spike Lee Video (MV)

All of my sodas be spiked
She wanna f*ck me all night
These niggas, they hating, it's spite
The lean in the Fanta, not sprite
She ride on that dick like a bike
I'm f*cking 3 hoes like a trike
Ain't loving that hoe, but I might
Pop me a bean, that's on sight

She hop in the wraith and I tell her lets go
She gone grab the molly, she keeping her pole
These niggas disgust me, they selling they soul
I was so hot, but the ice got me froze
Just leave it alone, I won't check the phone
If I'm raising my finger, my niggas phone home
She is my dawg cause she fetching my bone
You are not here, so where's your clone?
I got the drugs in me
I want your love in me
She smoking up all the weed
I roll up another tree
We stay at the double tree
She say it's all for me
I dive in, I'm going deep
A xanny put her to sleep
Imma freestyle, I won't write it
I'm dripping my swag, they can't bite it
They copy my shit, they recite it
A molly gone get her excited
Let's go to the sky, you're invited
I'm smoking on gas and it's purple
She geeking up like she is urkel
I'm moving slow just like a turtle

I'm moving slow just like a turtle
She geeking up like she is Urkel
I'm smoking on gas and it's purple
I'm sorry if I had to hurt you

I do not know what I said
She is on go when it's red
Lil baby, she giving me head
I'm bout to f*ck her instead
I'm teddy, but she call me ted
Ain't texting that hoe I just read
A perky put that hoe to bed
Sipping on lean now she dead
Don't care bout that hoe, I won't beg
I'm Teddy Claus, I'm in a sled
The molly gone keep that hoe fed
I'm pushing that girl to the edge
I lie to that hoe like I'm Craig
I'm toting the hammer like sledge
Lil mama she over the hedge
My hand on her heart like a pledge

My hand on her heart like a pledge
Lil mama she over the hedge
I'm toting the hammer like sledge
I do not know what I said

Baby, I'm going insane, no brain, I leave that bitch wet when I hop out the range
No, I ain't playing no games, I swear that's it real and you know that I fly like a plane
Bitch, I am one of kind, they call me Yung Sky and you can not catch me with lames
I hop in a rarri, she drinking Bacardi, I kick that bitch out, now she lost in the lane
Baby, I'm flying real high and me and your guy, bitch, we do not live the same
Londyn gone air this bitch out and you know that he shooting, bitch, you can't touch on the chain
I thought I could love you and trust you, but bitch, you are dead you can not go gainst the grain
My heart, it be beating off molly, be quiet lil bitch, I do not care what you saying

Brand new whip, that's 10 speed
Pink molly, come get me
Came from the jungle
She ready to rumble
On the block like Mutumbo
Eating that perc like it's gumbo
If you touch it you done for
I sip on that slow mo
She suck it like pronto
I pass her to Huncho
Londyn behind though
God make her high note
Duwop is a slime though
They shoot on arrival
I kill all my rivals
Yeah
I kill all my rivals