brand new (freestyle) Video (MV)

(Don't know why you acting brand new)
(I'm thinking I like you too, you too)
I don't like being sober
When I'm not on drugs, I feel like I can't hold her
Pouring up that f*cking wock shit in my soda
Yeah, I'm trippin', I'm trippin', I'm trippin', I'm trippin', I'm trippin

Yeah, she know my name, ring bells
I'm swervin' high as hell
I always hang on the beat when I talk, yeah
If she gonna be with me, that shit will be genuine
Only green niggas that I love, it's them Grants and Benjamins

Know she big body by the way she walk, oh yeah
When the perkys start hitting, bitch, no I cannot talk to you
Go, go get it, all my niggas hittin' and they spinnin'
We stayin' on go, bitch, we gon' go and get it

Yeah, these little hoes, they be hatin' when they see me winning
Like, yeah, they don't wanna see me win
But I never give a f*ck, hoe, I stand on ten
I've been on X, bitch, I'm feeling like Ken

And you wanna know why I did that shit, cause I can
Just stay for the ride, bitch, you ask too many questions
And I don't know what no hoe said, pussy gon' have to see me
If you got some smoke, bitch, put you in a grabba leaf

Yup, like put a hoe on Channel 5
Countin' down from 5, bitch, run and hide
Man these hoes be delusional
But I can't lie, baby, I'm feeling you

And I don't like being sober
When I'm not on drugs, I feel like I can't hold her
Pouring up that f*cking wock shit in my soda
My life is in the sky now, baby, I thought I told you

F*ck, I'm trippin', I'm trippin', I'm trippin', I'm trippin', I'm trippin',
You shootin' shots with Storm Trooper aim, yeah, you missin'
When will your bitch come back to my crib, yeah i miss her
Ain't no sneak diss, Mr's Cinderella if you fit it

And you know I'm with it
So, why you tryna act brand new
Swear that hoe tried to act like she had no clue
So I had to show that bitch what the shit do