Solo Video (MV)

(Yeah, okay Daniel)
(I stay to my solo, I stay to my solo)
Yeah, yeah (I stay to my solo, I stay to my-)
Uh-huh
(I stay to my solo)
Uh-huh (I stay to my solo)
(I stay to my solo, storin' the cash in the cut by the boatload)
(Man, f*ck Loko)
I-I stay to my solo
Storin' the cash in the cut by the boatload
I can't f*ck with broke niggas, can't hang with bozos (Hell no)
They hear my voice, got the game in a chokehold
I'm cold-hearted, bitch, I be icy like fro-yo (Ice)
Skrt in the Demon, see death in my photos
I aim for the top, I don't care about a promo (Skrt)
I-I-I'm makin' money, I'm litty, you broke as a bitch and I don't feel no pity (I don't feel it)
Chop make him dance, do the Griddy
My gun like my bitch, I upgrade, give her titties (Upgrade)
I got the keys to the city
I'm holdin' shit down by myself, do you feel me? (Do you feel me)
Turn on yo' mans, that ain't pretty and mentally, I know you niggas some kiddies (Uh)
I'm the shit like the potty
Turn up the temperature, life of the party
Know couple niggas that'll aim for your body
Pop me a Perc' then I'll turn to a zombie
ARP big as hell, send you to lobbies
Me and my niggas be sendin' out volleys
I make the bread, flip it up like tamales
Light up a tree in my lungs like safari (Uh)
Young nigga fly like a pelican
Infinite stash in my house from the Mexicans (Young nigga fly)
I fell in love with the Benjamins
I'ma keep countin' the money 'til skeletons (I fell in love)
You niggas bitches like estrogen
Alias shit, makin' moves with the gentlemen (You niggas bitches)
Talk about money, I feel the adrenaline (Talk, talk)
Best in this bitch, ain't no regular specimen (I'm the best)
I ain't sendin' no diss (No)
Get the cheese like it's Swiss (Get the cheese)
They hate me like Chris
But, f*ck it, I'm good, I don't need no assist (F*ck no)
Lui Kang with your bitch, she gon' kick it (Bah)
She gon' empty the clip, won't miss it (Grrah)
Like a child on the beat, I'ma spit it (Like a child)
I'ma keep runnin' up all these digits (Uh-huh)
I-I stay to my solo
Storin' the cash in the cut by the boatload
I can't f*ck with broke niggas, can't hang with bozos (Hell no)
They hear my voice, got the game in a chokehold
I'm cold-hearted, bitch, I be icy like fro-yo (Ice)
Skrt in the Demon, see death in my photos
I aim for the top, I don't care about a promo (Skrt)
I-I-I'm makin' money, I'm litty, you broke as a bitch and I don't feel no pity (I don't feel it)
Chop make him dance, do the Griddy
My gun like my bitch, I upgrade, give her titties (Upgrade)
I got the keys to the city
I'm holdin' shit down by myself, do you feel me? (Do you feel me)
Turn on yo' mans, that ain't pretty and mentally, I know you niggas some kiddies (Uh)
Might pull up and pop a bitch
Young nigga stay with his shooters like Popovich (Rrr, rrr)
Hope these niggas ain't talkin' shit
I got a 100 round drum, shoot a lot of it (Grah)
I'ma talk all my shit, keep on poppin' it (Yeah)
I'ma control the money like dominance (Yeah)
Step back from you niggas like Dončić (Uh-huh)
I'ma keep thankin' the Lord for his providence
Niggas could see all the style when they meet me
I splurge all my money, she let me
You niggas steady be reachin' like Wemby (Reach)
Don't give a f*ck, I might take her to Wendy's (Uh-huh)
Count up the bills, what the f*ck is a penny? (Goddamn)
Work 'round the block, sellin' eggs like it's Denny's (Work)
How many blues in my hand? I got many (Uh-huh)
The Wock got me constantly loadin'
But, I be fallin' in love with that potion
My hands turnin' green from the motion
Benjamin really be my one devotion
The Louis V, same color lotion
Walk in the spot, I be causin' commotion
The Hellcat I'm drivin' is stolen
200 miles on the dash 'til it's broken
I-I stay to my solo
Storin' the cash in the cut by the boatload
I can't f*ck with broke niggas, can't hang with bozos (Hell no)
They hear my voice, got the game in a chokehold
I'm cold-hearted, bitch, I be icy like fro-yo (Ice)
Skrt in the Demon, see death in my photos
I aim for the top, I don't care about a promo (Skrt)
I-I-I'm makin' money, I'm litty, you broke as a bitch and I don't feel no pity (I don't feel it)
Chop make him dance, do the Griddy
My gun like my bitch, I upgrade, give her titties (Upgrade)
I got the keys to the city
I'm holdin' shit down by myself, do you feel me? (Do you feel me)
Turn on yo' mans, that ain't pretty and mentally, I know you niggas some kiddies (Uh)
I stay to my solo
I stay to my solo
I stay to my solo
I stay to my solo
I stay to my solo
I stay to my solo