DLIMF Video (MV)

Did u rlly ever think tht igaf
Hop out the sprinter
Den hop in the tented truck
You put down ya blick nigga
Yous a damn punk
I like bad bitches
Who got clean monk
Blitz em blitz em blitz em
Im finna steam punk
Switch em switch em switch em
Tearing yo spline up
Head
Eye
Leg
Arm
N a femur
Dog ass nigga
Never a lemur
Drank make a nigga fat
Need to clean up
I'm in the studio smoking biscotti
If he diss the gang
Imma pass em the body
If we want ya brain
Ain't no talking about it
You don't step the same
Not walking about it
Last I heard
He was talking about it
Hit the curb
Need a whole new whip
She ain't tryna f*ck
Girl u can dip
I went grocery shopping
Wit a zip
Hit everything
Tear his upper lip
Rap cap
He don't empty no clips
Rap snacks
I jus f*ck her n dip
I don't got no time

Yea Wait no turn the tune on
Uhhhuh

I smoke so much gas
It make my lungs go decay
I like the choppa
G19 huh
N them arp's
Deez niggas always talkin bout sliding
But ain't got no k's
Why tf u say u ride for a nigga
Don't lie my face
Words hurt the most
Take dem shots
Bullets let em rain
Feel like veezeworst
I go Robert dinero for dat pape
I do good wit pain
Man ts fuk up my brain
It's been a lot times the young niggas
Thought I was insane
I go hard for dis money n the cash f*ck the
Fame
It's jus me n lib
Smoke biscotti
We at da game
Told me u would hold it down for a nigga
But u can't
So I fuk deez bitches kick em out the door
N up my rank
Said u smellin good gas in the air
But my shi stank
Plug capped out
Talm bout he got flavors mane
U be smokin grabba wood
Dirty nigga
Fix your face
I could understand if u wasn't talkin tough
But thts not the case

Money make a nigga lift up
Dollars on ya head
Blick doin sit ups
Everything is red
I got the hiccups
Yea
Bitch shut it down this stick up
Niggas tryna ride the wave
Tell em dick up

And yo man jus hit
100 bands need quick
Rubber man thts it
I got pounds of ts
Hundred of round inna bih
And I just buss wit the tits
U think its up
We Get em lit
Same flow inna bih
Up the score inna bih
Smoke my dope inna bih

My brudda he pop out da cut wit switch

I smoke so much gas
It make my lungs go decay
I like the choppa
G19 huh
N them arp's
Deez niggas always talkin bout sliding
But ain't got no k's
Why tf u say u ride for a nigga
Don't lie my face
Words hurt the most
Take dem shots
Bullets let em rain
Feel like veezeworst
I go Robert dinero for dat pape
I do good wit pain
Man ts fuk up my brain
It's been a lot times the young niggas
Thought I was insane
I go hard for dis money n the cash f*ck the
Fame
It's jus me n lib
Smoke biscotti
We at da game
Told me u would hold it down for a nigga
But u can't
So I fuk deez bitches kick em out the door
N up my rank