Element (feat. BagKhasa) Video (MV)

This shit got a little element to it
(Ouuuuu sav)
They say lil Jay you with yo Z u got the blueprint
(Got the blue print)
Talk to the mic how u get paid, ion even do shit
(Ion even do shit)
Before the rap it was the trap but now I'm too lit
I got on ice like NHL, hop out the whip wit two sticks
I grab the tape load up the drake now it got two dicks
Walked a nigga down and hit his face because I'm ruthless
Ik wit yo bitch she ate da dick now we at Ruth Chris
Put a hole in a nigga now he like bronny on the blue chips
I'm the type to take yo Hoe and never give yo bitch back
When i shoot this gun they ass gone run just like this shit track
Instead of sliding for his man's he rather drop a dis track
My favorite opp slid though the hills and got his shit wacked
I'm in here sipping quagen and wok but I still miss act
Damn rip activist
Real drink head don't need pop poured up a glass of Trish
Heavy motion u would think I'm wiz cuz I'm having shit
(Nigga ahhhhh)
He was rididdng fish bowl caught him out and splashed the whip
Pulled up banging Tron 223s made him crash the whip
Had a bitch from outta town I Steve Nashed the bitch
If that bar went ova yo head then I passed the bitch
Three hoes at the crib one of them stole I'm finna ash that bitch
Wait I gotta catch 'em all
[01:03.28]I up this nine and shoot can't calm me down I am not Jamal Unky smoked k2 and got on vans that nigga off the wall[01:08.14]
Mixed the purple with the green man dis shit hit different
(It hit different)
Ain't sipped on lean in a while like damn it's been a minute
(It's been a minute)
Up all night keep looking out like I'm still in the trenches
(Blrrrdda)
Even though I ain't in my hood I'm tryna see who in it
(Im tryna see nigga)
Bitch I was never lacking can't leave with out my fire that make me paranoid
(Ah)
Taxing for the za a zip of this cost u a pair of Jordan's
(Give me dat)
Sipping on that fake ass drink, u sipping on some Morton
(Ight)
I know some niggas pull shit out the save way more then your mortgage
(Ight)
Aye I'm a damn magician
(Magician)
Turn the pack into some bands but I ain't in the kitchen
(Wala)
I just popped to rps that shit got me itching
(Ight)
AB just called me wit a code that nigga steady glitching
(Steady glitching)
Call up fam he round the way that nigga steady
Switching
(Ight)
Ain't talking bout on me I'm talking bout that f*cking business
(Blrrrd)
Four-five go right though yo head it'll split yo biscuit
(Boom, Boom)
Everyday I'm taking risk if it's bout that chicken
(Ah, gang)
(U know who run the east side man y'all niggas know how we get down man what happened to that last nigga man blrrrd)