Lifestyle Video (MV)

My Momma's begging me, "Please stop trapping"
Just made twenty bands, I ain't even seen a brick
Can't save a hoe, she's too damn ratchet
Like Avon Barksdale, running this shit
Bitch I want all the smoke
If I up then I blow
I don't even do drugs
Baby but I'm still the plug
Fell in love with a lifestyle
Swerving around in a coupe and I ride with them pipes out
If you try to play with my money I'm dimming your lights out
She wanna f*ck on me right now
Only be f*cking on bad bitches baby
So you're not really my type now
Hope it don't bother you
Baby no matter the things you achieve I swear that I won't ever be proud of you
Go to the moon and then back for the racks I get sick at just even the thought of you
Chasing no hoe, I be chasing a check I could step on your neck if I wanted to
I want like one or two
Million bitches, Brazilian
One or two
I need like one or two
Blicky's, this shit getting sticky
Don't want it to
Ok I want it to
Your bitch be giving me top
Do not call me your opp, let her do what she wanna do
Hold on, I got to admit, your bitch giving good neck
We Inside of a foreign coupe
Young turnt G in a 350z
Got my Glock and I'm keeping my 'choppa too
Baby I be on the road, it's the life that I chose
Didn't need it just wanted to
I didn't need it just wanted to
Chasing no hoe I be chasing a check
I could step on your neck if I wanted to
I want like one or two
Million bitches, Brazilian
My Momma's begging me, "Please stop trapping"
Just made twenty bands, I ain't even seen a brick
Can't save a hoe, she's too damn ratchet
Like Avon Barksdale, running this shit
Bitch I want all the smoke
If I up then I blow
I don't even do drugs
Baby but I'm still the plug
Fell in love with a lifestyle
Swerving around in a coupe and I ride with them pipes out
If you try to play with my money I'm dimming your lights out
She wanna f*ck on me right now
Only be f*cking on bad bitches baby
So you're not really my type now
Pistolero y travieso
I be consiguiendo pesos
San Benito round my neck, though
30 round what my waist hold
Chase checks I don't chase hoes
Stupid bitches man I hate those
Flexing packs and the bankroll
L.O.L., boy I take those
Boy please stop with the flexing
I don't give a f*ck I'm Texan I keep my gun
Bitch likes me 'cause I'm Mexican
She be blowing up my messages, bitch shake some
I be in Houston, outside shooting shit
You ain't even having no movement
I hit a cool like, it was like two bricks
Plug was a nerd he ain't do shit
Plug was a bitch, yeah, I took that
I got the dope in my bookbag
F*ck on your bitch and I'm making her look back
Boy get from around me, you're making me look bad
White bitch needed that dope
F*ck that hoe, she a nat nat
Trap life how I be moving them bows
I'm on the road trapping out of a scat pack