To The Neck (feat. ShaTheDon) Video (MV)

You'd think we playin' hopscotch the way the glock jump
Punched him in his shit, beat his ass, woke the block up
Spin his block, came back like damn, I forgot something
How many stacks niggas got? Y'all seem broke , nigga, not one
I love makin' money, got your bitch in my bed
And she clappin' on me, said she wanna f*ck with the gang
Cause she love the money, she told me to put it in
So I put it in her told me, I don't give a f*ck about that nigga
Wrap him like a mummy, dreads swingin' I feel like a rasta
Riding with them shottas
Yo bitch is a freak, she tryna suck me for a couple dollars
Step back and hit him in his shit
Heard a nigga holla, thick bitch, givin' dumb brain
No, she's not a scholar
F*cked up and dropped the whole spliff
You know I'm goin' crazy
No, we can't get a four for four, that is not my baby
Three-five, of the white runtz, got me talkin' lazy
You say you don't got the cash, nigga better Apple Pay me
I just broke this nigga's jaw, think he tryna fix his lip
Why this nigga lookin' sideways, like I won't take his bitch
Sleep, eat and breathe with pole, I even take a shit
We put up numbers on the side nigga, you ain't doin' shit
Chain dancin' off the street, like I threw a street fight
I'm like, I put me and your bitch in my phone and said she need pipe
Heads keep on blowin' up my phone, I get the fiends right
Smoked up a zip, I just know I'm sleepin' good tonight
I ain't love with the money, that shit called then I left
Please don't hit my phone, if it ain't about a check
Gettin' tired of the hate, I'ma put they ass to rest
Niggas talking tough but you can catch a bullet to the neck
I'm a big bag getter, bad bitch hitter
Nigga called, lookin' for his bitch, knew that I was with her
Then I went and sent her back and f*cked around and hit her sister
I'm a one nut getter, f*cked her once I'm done with her
Kicked her ass out the spot, was done havin' fun with her
Niggas broke as hell, they ain't got no f*ckin' cash
In a Maybach with the curtains, goin' really fast
See me laid back, 200 on the f*ckin' dash
Had to run it up, cause I know how it feel to be last
Damn, man, a nigga really glad
I'm glad I f*ckin' make it, I'm on the TV, vacant
Ayy, what a bad bitch, promised that she gon' shake it
Ayy, in the trap house, man, this shit is kinda vacant
When they cook the pot, now this shit done turned to bacon
Ayy, nigga, keep on talkin', we gon' cook him like some bacon
Ayy, talkin' bout that paper, niggas change the conversation
Ayy, when you want it bad, lil' nigga, just be patient
Man, I swear to God, I was just patient
I wake up every day, I put this shit onto the floor
I'm steppin' on niggas, matter of fact, I know they know
I'm stompin' on niggas, yeah, they really f*ckin' know
Go and get the peas, nigga, go and get them gone
Know a couple niggas, they be trappin' for the low
Got two cell phones, baby, what's your lo?
Baby wanna come and f*ck, she went to Centrolo
Now she got a addy, now I keep it for the low
Every time I'm drivin', bitch, I go and duck the pole
Ayy, I go and duck the pole, go and duck the pole
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy