Zodiac Video (MV)

(Khi are you ready for this?)
(Ima do it without the snap)
(No bro stop, bro stop bro)
(I didn't even hear you)
(Oh f*ck that fireball)
(Lodka? Lodka alright I gotta close the door bye I'm in the booth
I said vodka as lodka like a f*cking idiot, you're a bitch)
As I, sit back and watch the universe grow
I start to ponder bout my life and what the future will hold
Because I promised to myself that I would butcher these flows
And make a living 'fore I check into a funeral home see
My mind is always on a constant drift
And I'm convinced that I'm the rapper that's gon' save us from apocalypse
Emptying a lot of clips is sitting on my consciousness
Along with dirty ride-alongs and maybe even downing fifths
Some want forgiveness while they staring at a crucifix
But turn and do the shit they said they won't, I'm used to this
Backstabbers, liars, and even sinners
No backbones and they all seem to slither
The world is crazy, full of people with opposing views
But all we seem to do is waste our time with those opposing you
We lie to us and exercise it that's the holy truth
I'm living off of broken dreams and hella stolen youth
But what's it matter if we make it out of luck
And if we make it or we don't ain't even really up to us
F*ck the world is so corrupt I'm still screaming f*ck school this music shit's for us
Beanie on my cap, don't wanna cap I'll cap you anyways
Beat anyones ass like I'm a heavy-light-feather weight
Champion in this bitch it's cause my hoodie say so
So blunted walking high, with a nine, waist low
Case closed, just trynna get the euros and pesos
Anything that don't make me spend money in it's place
Now sure enough Ima get out of here, show no face
Face card got expired the same day that my plate did
Riding dirty down the 40, gotta hit the 35th
Bitch in the whip, neck expected, that's what shorty did
Red dot turn you hindu, I'm off the bean like senzu
Regenerate, incinerate, then cum inside her bedroom
Leave the pussy with some mildew
Then leave her in the rearview as I skrt skrt skrt I peel away in the prelude
(I think I'm dying a little bit on the inside)
I'm playing hoes
I ain't got a reason
I ain't got no feelings that's the reason why she leaving
Keeping, nothing in the dark knock it out the park
Spitting really harsh, I'm a shark and I'll eat your-WAIT
Never break a bitch unless I'm breaking my neck
She tweeting to me in the DM's got the bird out the nest
'Preme on my chest, but I really want the BAPE
I can't see shit through these Gucci, shades, BANG
I'm on a mission while tripping
I need a feeling to fill the void that I'm missing
You can't hear cause I'm pitching
She drop tea like it's Lipton
Baddies be in the mentions
I might need an intervention cause I'm crazy like a clown uh
And kill me now if I did it all for clout
Couple models in my sheets I don't want nothing but the mouth
And a house with like 4 car garages, a big trampoline, and a MILF that gives massages
She gorgueous
I'm so into this
You are not mentioned in the sentence that they speaking when they bringing up the greatest
From the city where the love don't really spread like the hatred do
Suicide doors on the verse cause I killed it too
Rollie on my wrist don't really shine like my necklace do
And if we talking Benjamins I'll say I probably spent a few
(F*ck it)
But that's a dollar to some loose change
I picture (pitcher) what you can't bat man
Like Bruce Wayne I'm outtie
Yo this nigga said that he out
But Ima jump right in it like the pool in a drout
I peel out, f*ck around and had the feds at my house
My twelve gauge knock a bitch out her shoes and her blouse
I chase cheese like Tom when he chasing a mouse
You guessed right when you said that she was f*cking for clout
But I only bring her 'round cause she good with her mouth
I bust moves in the night with a blunt on my lip
I f*cked a bitch so good that she fractured a hip
She sent texts like Slate can you please give me dick
My wrist slit but it's no blood leaking from it
I hustle hard for the pay I got money to get