Signed Out (feat. Big Stiz) Video (MV)

Aye yo, You talk a lot of shit put your money where your mouth is
You got opinions but you slouching on couches
Funny style cats, wouldn't tell you where my house is
F*ck you, you don't know anything about this
Stiz Money, Linkz Boogie getting paper
Stack it up all up, till we ballin' like a laker
My son, i been fly, watch your bitch cause i'll take her
They say they got the sauce but I'm the taste maker
Behind the scenes, they won't show you what i'm made of
A different fabric, i make magic
But everybody killed it, so f*ck it, you could have it
Yea... Aye yo wuttup Linkz, let me talk to these niggas man
Aye yo, Time out... Fake niggas let me find out
Im logged into the game, y'all niggas signed out
New shit, true shit, nothing to lie about
Often niggas talking but quiet when the 9 is out (Shhh)
When the 9 is out
Time is money now you tell me what your time about
Time is money, i ain't got no time for finding out
Cause if theres drama, bring the lama to your momma's house
Bring the lama to your momma's house
Walking down the block in my Timbos
Nosey faces looking out the windows
Check the temperature my son, I been cold
Bitches out here acting like bimbos
You coming at me? I'm coming back ten fold
Uh, this joint got the swing though
I'm on the block, f*ck mingling with rich folks
F*ck mingling with rich folks
Thats word to Davie, i get wavy like a big boat
Don't try to play me, i get crazy, it's that simple
I'm the man, i'm who i am cause what i been through
I be like f*ck you, them, her and him too
You don't know me, you could blow me like the wind do
I keep it funky like gym shoes
Watch it for the ops, before i park the block, i spin through