No Bonnet Video (MV)

Like a toaster man I'm always burning bread
You been workin out for months just to get ate up by that lead
Thirty two ounces of syrup and I been sippin on that red
No need to waste your breath don't care bout what you said
I been gunning for these commas
I just run it up no bonnet
Roqit what you think no comment
I just stack my money taller
Her or her I do got options
I'm going in no stopping
Asking Roqit why ain't you droppin'
Tried to tell em I'm Randy Mossin'
Yeah I'm bout to go like zero to sixty like a V twelve
Ight here we go gon lay out a procedure
Hit a lick rich bitch take her daddy visa
Chop her up and split her like pizza
Appliciance on me my neck got a freezer
Salute the stars and three stripes adidas
Ride with a piece this one not for Jesus
Can't be f*cking with fed but I'm moving these packs
Drop a grip at Saks and I get it right back
Coming for Roqit you must be off act
Ain't shit changed man you still toting tags
I'm still toting semis
Got me a Remi
I pull up imported
You pull up in rented
Boy quit flexing you somebody tenant
Gottem asking "hey Siri what song is this"
Blurring her lines like I'm giving a fade
On Roqit now, she tryna get saved
Got you upset now you need a Rolaid
Droppin' those comments and now he a stain
Day in my life you last as long as a virgin
No matter we do we speeding and swerving
Tryna get my attention but boy you not urgent
Weird how now girls come around and get nervous
Yeah
I'm really like that
Don't pay for her flight back
Looking back now like damn I one night that
Grab it and go
Not checking a price tag
You don't like my music how is that my bad
I'm giving you options
Maybe I write bad
You last as long as an uncle bens rice bag
Come for a dawg be expecting a bite back
Take off the bonnet you really cappin'
Hit the weights I'm reppin' your max man
Your shit like I plug up the trash can
Eat while you starve they calling me pac man
More racks in I fill up my duffle
Armani boots I drip like a puddle
You car payment to spend on my buckle
I'm too crisp and wavy like ruffles
Wanna drop the album and sit back on my throne
Checks in and checking I'm buying V-Lone
Not from the six ain't make the end-zone
Rap check dripped up got VVS stones
Writing and rapping to boring alone
She with a Pumbaa can't f*ck with a Timon
Can't Roqit like me Comme-Des-Garçon
Think they got game but they shoot like Draymon
Y'all wearing chains while I'm winning medals
Ain't never losing I run how you pedal
Cant let y'all down I'm moving on schedule
His head getting big and it making my lead drool
I go so dumb I need remediation
Fill up with gas they know me at every station
Can handle a pest I got so much patience
You flexing OGs but them hoes is ancient
Ain't running your ones ain't doing donations
Just don't think I won't send my location
Back in the game like I got off probation
My bank in scientific notation
Ball so hard they see me tv
Camera lights flashing and hitting like VVs
I work on my game this rap shit is easy
Pull up at the buzzer I'm yelling out GG