Agent Video (MV)

We hop out that van like men in black
Try to come to the block you know we spinning back
My lil bruh serving white but he not in a frat
Riding round like lil mister no i never lack
He see through just like glass that choppa get him cracked
Feel like uzi man whats on his head that's a rack
That boy tell everything what you call that a rat
Hop out the whip with that gun he get sent to the gravesite
Choppa gone make him freeze up he got stage fright
They say GWIZ win too much he don't play right
This off the top i'm not doing no play right
Shooter see from far away got a great eye
We gone surprise him he say that he can't die
I can see everything right through the grapevine
We can put you in the sky no i ain't lying
We can put you in a grave man
You don't get no money why you hate man
No this not a game i cannot play man
Running to that money like a race man
Tryna be like GWIZZY you can't man
We gone put him in history caveman
At the top i'm the one that they can't stand
We gone pull up you better have a plan yea
Ain't getting racks then you gotta do better
You pockets they light man they just like a feather
Them bullets gone rain it could be in good weather
You talking on gang better get it together
We take off his foot if he think he a stepper
In love with that money it's giving me pleasure
I don't wanna talk man i'm not with the lecture
That choppa calm him down he be the aggressor
That boy a agent he undercover
He a pig in a blanket he undercover
And my pockets they fat got whole lot of blubber
I just messed up my money i make it double
We gone wet him up he get popped like a bubble
44 bulldog and it came with the muzzle
And we like to solve problems you don't want trouble
And i stay with that nina you know we cuddle yea
We in a race boy you not in front of me
Choppa finna sting it's like a honey bee
And i'm at the top you know you under me
I got these FMJ bullets you better stop playing you don't wanna get hit by one of these
Gotta have money you said you want feat
My new favorite number is that 223
They was tryna slumber wake them out the sleep
We hop out that van like men in black
Try to come to the block you know we spinning back
My lil bruh serving white but he not in a frat
Riding round like lil mister no i never lack
He see through just like glass that choppa get him cracked
Feel like uzi man whats on his head that's a rack
That boy tell everything what you call that a rat
Hop out the whip with that gun he get sent to the gravesite
Choppa gone make him freeze up he got stage fright
They say GWIZ win too much he don't play right
This off the top i'm not doing no play right
Shooter see from far away got a great eye
We gone surprise him he say that he can't die
I can see everything right through the grapevine
We can put you in the sky no i ain't lying