Quicker Than That Video (MV)

A few more nights on the street, that's all
A few more holes
F*ck you talm bout nigga
In your arm
That's it right there
Think you got one up on me, you gotta be quicker than that
I looked her dead in the eyes
And let the hoe go
And I couldn't feel bad
I don't like talking bout pape with these broke ass niggas
I'm not trynna brag
Bitch tryna pop a little perc trynna act like me
Tell that hoe have some class
You wasn't here from the start
So why the f*ck you won't get left in the past
Nigga think I'm trynna f*ck on his bitch
So he pillow talk to my ex
Baby say she wanna pop a G6
She wanna f*ck on the X
How the f*ck you wake up hating on me
Get your priorities in check
43x, right off my hip you get stretched
My eyes low I'm bowing my head
All blue hundreds, my cup all red
Thumbing through hundreds with quickdraw hands
You niggas ain't P who the f*ck is you tricking
You getting pimped out by hoes you tripping
You on thin ice so don't end up slipping
I do not tolerate switching
I can't keep running through bitches
Rather not talk but I listen
Pull up on the curb I might kiss it
I need this cup for nutrition
I put that hoe in Givenchy
Now I feel like Matthew Williams
Couldn't make money from rap
I went to the trap
I made me a killing