I.C.F.W.Y Video (MV)

How the f*ck?
Aye, yeah
Aye I be tripping
Y'all know what the f*ck going on man
Put that shit on or get shit on bitch ass nigga
Aye Montyy pass me the wood man
I'm tired of telling y'all niggas
Look man, I'm really Jay motherf*ckin' Walker (where the flame at?)
And I walk on shit
Haha, aye, naw, let's go
Fell out with some friends
Guess that line is really thin now
Pockets getting heavy
I'm making more on backends now
You still smoking out yo pack
You ain't making no ends, how?
That's not what the f*ck I meant when I told you bout staying down
Nigga get some pape
Stood outside just to get some pape
I putting niggas in position
I really paved a way
I ain't never tripped off of bitches
Already took my late
She tried took sneak a picture
I hurried up then nut on her face
I got too many lil opp thots
Leave the door open when you go piss
I gotta watch y'all
They pussy got hella mileage on it
That's a hotbox
Quit posting pictures with that lil money
That is not y'all's
Going through my phone, stay the f*ck up out my business hoe
You knew that I had em, why the f*ck you in yo feelings hoe
MCM bag cross the whole state , made that in minutes though
Yea that bitch bad, but she a scrambler, that bitch really broke
Jumping out the backseat, yeah I got a chauffeur in New York
I don't ride taxis
And if you got a problem, let's link up, bro don't at me
This more like a marathon, bro this ain't no f*cking track meet
I put on Dolce Gabbana on with this motherf*ckin' backstreet
I can't f*ck with you, if you ain't bout yo motherf*ckin' pape
I can't f*ck with you, if all you ever do is f*cking hate
I might pull up in that skrt skrt, she ain't never gotta wait
Doing 160 down the highway, see the bros and f*cking race
I can't f*ck with you, if you ain't bout yo motherf*ckin' pape
I can't f*ck with you, if all you ever do is f*cking hate
I might pull up in that skrt skrt, she ain't never gotta wait
Doing 160 down the highway, see the bros and f*cking race
I can't f*ck with you, if you ain't bout yo motherf*ckin' pape
I can't f*ck with you, if all you ever do is f*cking hate
I might pull up in that skrt skrt, she ain't never gotta wait
Doing 160 down the highway, see the bros and f*cking race
How you f*cked up bout a hoe and you still on your ass and broke
I put that shit on everyday, but I just show out for my shows
And if you with me then yo face card good, ain't gotta pay at doors
Kort Dawg told me to know my worth because all these hoes gone go
Aye Sosa pour that juice up, that shit make me boost up
Do you know who the f*ck I am, watch yo bitch or lose her
Put that shit on, on Instagram, just to show I'm juiced up
Boy yo ass better tighten up cause you moving loose bruh
She like that new Jay, so I showed her a new way
She want some lamb chops, so I took her ass to NuTaste
I can show her what this money do, doing shit that you can't
Ain't nobody even after you, ain't got a blue face
Don't nobody give a f*ck about you and yo feelings bro
Don't nobody give a f*ck about you and yo
Feelings hoe
Get up out yo feelings bro
I can't f*ck with you if you broke
I can't, what ?
I can't f*ck with you if you broke
I can't f*ck with you, if you ain't bout yo motherf*ckin' pape
I can't f*ck with you, if all you ever do is f*cking hate
I might pull up in that skrt skrt, she ain't never gotta wait
Doing 160 down the highway, see the bros and f*cking race
I can't f*ck with you, if you ain't bout yo motherf*ckin' pape
I can't f*ck with you, if all you ever do is f*cking hate
I might pull up in that skrt skrt, she ain't never gotta wait
Doing 160 down the highway, see the bros and f*cking race
Skrtt
I was just bored