Nauseous Video (MV)

What that is up in your mouth, a Percocet, I won't break a sweat
And I f*cked two bitches that gave me neck, that's a triple threat
And I run me up a sack like every day I bet I catch play like Hike the Ball, nigga
Let's run the play Freaky bitch gon' eat the dick, all I gotta

Do is grab a waist I used to call, skip on the phone like niggaa
I need another eight Nigga, H town where I'm from, yeah, you
Gon' see me in the H I don't even gotta put my shades on, boy
I can see these niggass hate Went and got up off my ass, boy, I got tired

Of being late All these hoes been telling lies, bitch, I know
You tired of being fake Looked out for myself, so I went and got a
Bag today Bitch a roaching, steady asking, get
The f*ck up out my face These niggas be fluking, acting faking,

I can't trust their ass, no way This Bitch just called my phone like, Where
You at? I'm in another state
Wide body scats, they coming Through, better get the f*ck up out The way
Better stay the f*ck up in your Place, or you'll get hit up with this Drake

What that is up in your mouth? A Percocet, I won't break a sweat
And I f*cked two bitches, they gave Me neck, niggaa, that's a triple-A
We got, "flhhhh"nigga, fully Automatics Boy, you bet not panic Me when it come to
Letting them niggas have it, I like The slide in style

We cruising in a fully panoramic You can't tell me shit when it come To getting this money, I'm a veteran Sit back watch this shit, lil' nigga
I'ma show you how to get this Grammy And I put that on my Granny, nigga, I was born
To ball Fell off, stood tall, these Percocets got

Me jumping off the wall When I Was young, roaches in the spot
I use to listen to Paul Wall Now I'm Turnter than a bitch, my money Stand
Like Paul gasoul And she let me Call her bitch when we be
F*cking, that's my dog Tatt my name Up on that ass, bitch be different

Make me smile All she know is Nigga getting money, now she
Wanna have my child But I can't do It, these bitches sneaky
But they know that though Just did The dash inside the porch, this
Not a four-door That bitch be Hollering out my brother, but

She f*cking him for sure When I Got snaked by them niggas, I still
Stood on every toe You can ask my Mama, nigga, I been serving
Out her door I was broke and Nervous, nigga but I still
Stood at the store All these racks up In the middle, looking like

I own a clothing store "Looking like I own a clothing store, look like
I own the clothing store What that is
In your mouth a Percocet, I won't Break a sweat
I f*ck two bitches, they gave me Neck, that's a triple threat

I run me up a sack like every day Snap the ball, nigga lets hike the Ball let's run the play "Nuski"!