GLAD TO BE ME (feat. HR Chuckie) Video (MV)

Light the blunt back up man, Light the blunt back up man
F*ck is they talm' bout, What?
Another dead body nigga add that shit up to the pile
(Add that shit up to the, add that shit up to the)
I be just locked in burnin' weed
I got all these drugs up on me uh
Said she wanna taste a piece of me
Uh Yea (Lets go)
Another dead body nigga, add that shit up to the pile
Married to the money nigga, Walk that shit right down the aisle
Step inside the bank nigga, Everytime I crack a smile
Her lips was made for suckin' shit, she lick me light a sucker now
"Lowlife boy you goin' wild" lookin' at my whip like wow
That boy get hit wit' my Tec, If he keep on playin' foul
414 yea thats my town, litty in the city yea
Sign it on her titties yea
Damn, I'm glad to be me yea (you wanna be me)
Aight I'm finna go back in
Put a cup inside a cup, double cup of styrofoam
I can't put my trust in sluts, I can't ever wife a hoe
My bro ridin' wit a spear, Got it from the Navajo
Need a break from sippin' Wock it got me in here seein' twins
Trackhawk while in LAX, I'm finna take it for a spin
Know I gotta keep a blick, it got a red dot onna' lense
Poppin' bottles in my section all these hoes in here is 10s
Ian' really have no choice just had to pop my shit
I need to see Johnny Dang, gotta flood my wrist
Ion' really want the fame you can keep that shit
She been touched by everything, you can keep that bitch
Another dead body nigga, add that shit up to the pile
Married to the money nigga, Walk that shit right down the aisle
Step inside the bank nigga, Everytime I crack a smile
Her lips was made for suckin' shit, she lick me light a sucker now
"Lowlife boy you goin' wild" lookin' at my whip like wow
That boy get hit wit' my Tec, If he keep on playin' foul
414 yea thats my town, litty in the city yea
Sign it on her titties yea
Damn, I'm glad to be me yea (you wanna be me)
I'm off a erk baby (baby)
Shit I'm tryna still get lit
There he go hop out the car, Ian shootin' out no whip
This glock just like gymnastics how I made his body flip
Ian' shit wit' out my brothas, I'm a pirate they my ship
I'm not a junkie baby, shit I like to just get high
All these girls are the same, only question wonder why?
Yea I shoot niggas, but a nigga still lil' shy
Talkin' greasy out yo neck, same result that nigga die
I'm hard headed, no I won't let you go
I'm beggin' for this shit, Jesus give one of they lows
No George Floyd, standin' on they neck all 10 toes
A cameraman wit' a glock, flash strike a pose
Another dead body nigga, add that shit up to the pile
Married to the money nigga, Walk that shit right down the aisle
Step inside the bank nigga, Everytime I crack a smile
Her lips was made for suckin' shit, she lick me light a sucker now
"Lowlife boy you goin' wild" lookin' at my whip like wow
That boy get hit wit' my Tec, If he keep on playin' foul
414 yea thats my town, litty in the city yea
Sign it on her titties yea
Damn, I'm glad to be me yea (you wanna be me)