You Got It Video (MV)

Anything you want you got it
I'm talking shoes and car swimming pool of broads
Swimming pools of broads
Smoking out the lungs you got it
Wrapping sticky with the icky your bitch with me don't knock it
Don't knock it
Every thing you want you got it
Flashing light house on mars that's the life of stars
Life of
8 liver shots you got it
Pulling up to the crib blood running thin but bottles popping
Bottles popping
Bottles popping
Bottles popping
Bottles popping
Bottles popping

Smoking out the lungs you got it
But if you trying to take more just watch it
Got the barrel in your mouth I shot it
Boom boom Jackson Pollock
But I don't want no steam just smoke
Pull up with a team I wont choke
Hit you with the beam if provoked yeah
Smoke you like collard green pull up I'mma make a scene
Pineapple-express yeah mixed it with a bit of lean
But ya be f*cking up my energy
Just let me be me set me free like this green
When you look into my blood shot eyes I can tell that you scared of me
It's odd for a suburban king to see a K.O.D.
Its odd to see your girl in the back while she blunt smack head back
Cuz I got my hand down her ass crack
But how bout you don't ask
Shit
Cuz I'mma bout to flip her flapjack
Best backtrack before you attack
Take it from me that ain't nothing you want to see cuz
I'mma bout to go Bruce Lee on a mother f*cker
Hit you with the one two three
Knock that mother-f*cker
Light the fuse and let that shit mother f*cker
Who said you ain't never been the bomb cuz you bout to go out like radical Islam mother f*cker

Anything you want you got it
I'm talking shoes and car swimming pool of broads
Swimming pools of broads
Smoking out the lungs you got it
Wrapping sticky with the icky your bitch with me don't knock it
Don't knock it
Every thing you want you got it
Flashing light house on mars that's the life of stars
Life of
8 liver shots you got it
Pulling up to the crib blood running thin but bottles popping
Bottles popping
Bottles popping
Bottles popping
Bottles popping
Bottles popping

8 liver shots you got it
But walking out the store is when the caught it
Got to book it when they know that I robbed it
Hop in the whip where they parked it
Ha-Ha-Hoped in the whip and put it in shift and ride that bitch till we lost them
Now all the bottles popping all the caps we tossing
At 17 got lost middle age dream that ain't no one can stop up
Cautious you don't know if there a Beretta in my pocket
I already got a 40 in my liver and bitched love when my head get bigger
Ain't letting them down if I'm already a born sinner
Ain't letting you down if you want it you got it
Got Bacardi in trunk we stole it you bout it
And if you ain't paying up I'll hit you like when em met K
Ain't about no machine gun play
I'm talking about the kill shot fear not the big shot
They just a pussy to my cock
Who push me to my glock
Who go down in one shot
Ain't no biggie or pac
Ain't no soul to your rock
Man your life like a game man
And I got you like hang man
Dislocate your brain stem
Gonna loose your mind man
If you mess with God's plan
You already know what I'm saying

Anything you want you got it
I'm talking shoes and car swimming pool of broads
Swimming pools of broads
Smoking out the lungs you got it
Wrapping sticky with the icky your bitch with me don't knock it
Don't knock it
Every thing you want you got it
Flashing light house on mars that's the life of stars
Life of
8 liver shots you got it
Pulling up to the crib blood running thin but bottles popping
Bottles popping
Bottles popping
Bottles popping
Bottles popping
Bottles popping