No Luv Video (MV)

Bitch I been out jugging since a nigga was like 14
4 beams pointed at your head if you try me
Honestly, I'll have your ass sitting on the hot seat
Golly these bitches always hit my phone constantly
30 tucked
I'll take your life 'cause I don't give a f*ck
We run it up
Take a nigga soul if he ain't one of us
We dangerous
All my niggas evil ain't no changing us no changing us

Yeah bitch I'm just flexing on them
I'm killing these niggas so just show me to my next opponent
No bitch I won't never fold
Ice on me might catch a cold
Man I love this bitch too much I'm having trouble letting go
Feelings gone, I just gotta get it on my own
Smoking strong, telling myself I did not do nothing wrong
Bitch I'm on
I let out my anger with a f*cking song
Or a bullet 'cause I don't got nothing else to focus on

Devil hit my phone keep on asking when I'm coming home
I don't know I'll take a couple drugs and see how it goes
We blowing smoke 'cause I be under pressure I could never fold
You a old, washed up nigga you ain't making dough
So why you flexing it?
Fake diamonds in your necklace
Got slits all on my wrists I'm tryna cope with all that excellence
Get high and then I reminisce on all the shit I should've did
Niggas say they give a shit but really they just full of it

Trapping off the house phone
Bitch I feel like Housephone
Nigga try me up and now he dead and his clout gone
Moving them bricks out the house boy
You do not have any clout boy
666 bitches on me on the couch boy
You know I'm kicking them out
Vampire fangs when I open my mouth
I love the drugs but they feeling me out
Roll up a wood and I'm smoking it down

Isn't it clear to see
All of these bitches on ecstasy
I got the bales sitting next to me
The scream of death is deafening