My Bad (feat. Isaac Ingram) Video (MV)

I was tripping off a 30, my bad (My bad)
Had to go and spend 30 on the bag
Cause she like it like that, like that
How you fit it in them jeans, what you do with all that?
All that (All that)
All that (All that)
Slim waist and she got a fat ass, she gon' throw it back (Throw it back)
Throw it back (Throw it back)
I ain't mean to seem rude, but you know I had to grab
My bad, my bad
If you see me, meet me in the back
Tonight I won't talk about the shit from my past
Pull up on the backwoods, I might take a drag
Hop in the Malibu, come take a spin (Skrt, skrtt)
Shit's automatic, I don't drive stick
But as soon as you in, you gon' ride like a ship
Told her bring her friends, we can fit 'em all in (Let's go)
I'm gon' put the work in, she act like she a virgin
I know Imma get it, I'm determined (Let's get this bread, man)
Had to put it in slow, it was hurting (Shit, my bad)
I need like 100 for verse, bitch
I'm a whole new person
Niggas not searching
For love
I just wanna f*ck, my bad (My bad)
Mix the cup with a slur, my bad (My bad)
Gram trynna get 10 racks
Aye, flip it right, flip it right back
I know that these niggas wanna be where I'm at, but (But)
But they can't, my bad
I was tripping off a 30, my bad (My bad)
Had to go and spend 30 on the bag
Cause she like it like that, like that
How you fit it in them jeans, what you do with all that?
All that (All that)
All that (All that)
Slim waist and she got a fat ass, she gon' throw it back (Throw it back)
Throw it back (Throw it back)
I ain't mean to seem rude, but you know I had to grab
My bad, my bad
Sometimes I just don't know act (How to act)
I ain't trynna blame it on the potent or ac (Or the ac)
She a gold digger, she just love me for my racks (For my racks)
She gon' bring it back, bring it back
This bitch left me on read, I don't know where she at
Drop the pin on the snap, get it crackin' like that
Say she want her back rubbed, she gon' get her back cracked
She a freak on the snap (Uh)
Now she calling me dad (Uh)
Finna hit it from the back (Uh-uh-uh-uh)
Do you like it like that?
Cause I like it that
Oh, woah, woah
Old school nigga with the new school flow
Used to keep a pouch on the couch
Yeah, you know
Way too drunk, so a nigga talk slow
You can tell your man that this uzi automatic
If he really want the smoke, Imma match him with the static
I ain't mean to cause havoc, but he acting like a bitch
And if he run up on you, then a pussy getting stitched (I'm lit)
I was tripping off a 30, my bad (My bad)
Had to go and spend 30 on the bag
Cause she like it like that, like that
How you fit it in them jeans, what you do with all that?
All that (All that)
All that (All that)
Slim waist and she got a fat ass, she gon' throw it back (Throw it back)
Throw it back (Throw it back)
I ain't mean to seem rude, but you know I had to grab
My bad, my bad