LAP TOP Video (MV)

I been chillen' in my car for like three hours
With a laptop on my lap and a bit of the sour yelling
Don't trip I been sippin' on this liquid
Don't trip I'ma show you that I'm different
Don't trip and maybe we will get along
Don't trip baby nothings ever gunna be wrong
The duck-footed waddle bottom bong
Taught me how to throw it down when I get up on a song
Used to read the Psalms now I just smoke the palms
Nothing's ever wrong when you live like this
Nothing's ever gone when you give like this
Trip sit I'm addicted to the mischief
Better keep your distance
So let me say
Better keep your distance
So let me say
This laptop is my best friend today
It takes away the pain the I learned how to fake
And I fill the ashtray but it lead me astray
I never trust the soul when the cigarettes gray

My dad said are ya even givin' it your all
But I ran away from home to chase the dreams that call
Read my own palm and it told me to walk
And make my mark strong so I never hear their bark
In Parkland it gets a little sketch after dark
These motherf*ckers think that they can linger in my yard
But they thought wrong chiefin' in Narnia
Pregaming the party all right
Not waiting to long to release my song
And I'm coming in strong all right
Two tight motherf*ckers and we gripping
Two nights motherf*cker better listen
I been glistening brighter when you keeping your distance
When you listen to my my music better listen for dissonance
I been getting my fixes in
You been looking like impotence