Paint It Red (feat. halfmari) Video (MV)

Bullets drippin' through his neck
Pussy boy, he droppin' dead
Paint the skies, paint it red
Block the ho, get left on red
5-5-6 with a big-ass beam
Fill it up, I'm sippin' lean
Draco with a drum, don't run
Catch his ass and bust his dome
Told big bro to crash out
Hell nah, bitch, I kill for fun
Spray some opps, graffiti paint
Too many niggas, they love to hate
F*ck you mean like, bitch, you fake
Hit with a beam, you can't walk
Momma cryin', son dyin'
Opps go missin', they be dissin
Shots ran out, how the f*ck you missin'?
Don't even think bout goin' on the net dissin'
Don't piss me off, I get to hissin'
Pull the trigger, let it fly
Spin your block, don't be hidin'
Spin the block and they all dyin
Spin the block, they dyin' now
Your bitch is on me, she so fine
Treat her right, like she's sum wine
Baby, you so fine
Shawty, yeah, she's fine
Tryna break up on your spine
Shawty, yeah, she's fine
Put the stars all in your eyes
Like, baby, be mine
You a one-of-a-kind
And I hope that you don't mind
That you my biggest find
And I hope that you don't mind
That my heart's already lined
So stop playin' around, baby, let me treat you right
And it be crazy at night, thoughts inside my head
Yeah, you keep me calm, you're my f*ckin' favorite song
Baby, please just come back home, treat you right, I'll take you home
Baby, I can't do it alone, baby, please just come back home
Chasin' paper on my own, know you see a call on phone
And why do I keep goin' on? Somethin' dead
How do I keep goin' on, if it's dead?
Why you on that stupid shit? Why you on that toxic shit?
Why you gotta f*ck with me? Left me now to thug with him
Past the blunt, I'm takin' a hit, bullets hit and now he flipped
Play that song and it get skipped, that lil' ho, she was a set up
Hold up, bitch, I ain't really fed up, shawty trippin', keep your head up

Shawty, keep your head up with me
I'm not your chauffeur, bitch, I leave your ass right on the streets
I said it's over, bitch, she don't gotta show me receipts
I don't gotta trackhawk, this is a regular Jeep
Shawty tryna act hard, so I give her the meat
I give her hella good D, I wanna buy her CC
But she don't ask me
This ain't no regular movement, thismassive
Been goin' hard, yeah, that nigga not flacid
Miss you, baby
Though I be caught up in my ways, I'm tryna kiss you, baby
Swear to God, I don't mean it when I diss you, baby
They say Mari crazy
Well, I'm in the underworld boolin up with Hades
Shawty kinda bad sad, shawty kinda bad sober
Shawty call me bad dad, spankin' ass bih bend over
It's like October, I don't know what time it is
Treat her like I don't know, shawty tryna reminisce
All these niggas envious
Beat a nigga till he got no feelings, got no sentiments
Used to be a stupid loverboy, yeah, there's evidence
Syrup on this soda, I been sippin' on some medicine, bitch