I.G.F.Y.B (feat. GritGang Leezy) Video (MV)

I'm a ride until the wheels fall, for my real dogs, I'm a rob, steal and kill for 'em
For my lil dogs, I'm a rep until the Hill fall
And show em life, cause this life we live is real raw
I drop the top on the foreign then I peel off
Shorty gone kick your heels off, these buttercream leather seats is real soft
I got a loft with just a bed in it Big safe, lot of bread in it
Tryna duck a fed sentence One of a kind, yeah I'm bred different
Summertime, I hit the slopes in Lake Tahoe sled whippin
The money comin' like a porn star You buy a bitch a BBL, I wouldn't buy that
Bitch a corn dog It's drastic measures when the drought hit
Niggas snitch, and now the dicks is on some raid a nigga house shit
Movin' reckless will get you ousted On Thanksgiving, I slide through, have every
Member in your house hit From the dinner table to the couches
The dog barkin', my llama sparkin' You should've kept your mouth zip
I've been through hell, but still I shine with no jewels
I let the chopper ring like a school bell, nigga
You can't f*ck with me I'm ridin' on candy
Smokin' on something good I don't want your bitch
I don't need them problems I just wanna get this dough
But if she keep on starin' at me I'm gonna f*ck your bitch
I'm gonna f*ck your bitch She chose up on a play, I don't care
I'ma f*ck your bitch Whoa, whoa, whoa
I'm gonna give her this dick She chose up on a play, I don't care
Whatever you wanna call it, just know I'm bout cheddar
Ain't worried bout your bitch, cause mine's do it better
She on me like a sweater, you should've knew better
Money make her come, it don't matter the weather
Softer than a feather, quit thinkin' what you dick
We only communicate cause she addicted to heather
Ridin' on candy, her nigga can't stand me
Sound like machine guns, he turned into Stanley
You ain't her main option, nigga, you just a plan B
Don't be mad at me cause I caught her at Mr. Pantry
I don't want your bitch, nigga, to keep it G with ya
Tender as f*ck, I wouldn't speak to ya
The way you play her ain't player, you past sweet
Cadillac type bitch like to f*ck in the backseat
Ballin' like athletes, she ain't ate in the past week
Gave it to her how she like it instead of on her ass cheeks
What you know nigga, you can't f*ck with me
I'm ridin' on candy, smokin' on something good
I don't want your bitch, I don't need them problems
I just wanna get this dough, but if she keep on staring at me
I'm gonna f*ck your bitch
I'm gonna f*ck your bitch
She chose up on a player, I don't care, I'ma f*ck your bitch
Whoa, I'm gonna give her this dick
She chose up on a player, I don't care