The Ritz Video (MV)

Might book a flight to Dam now
Fat buds, in my hands now
Ya girl? Lookin like a fan now
I think she wants me to be her man now
The bass in my beat's so dirty
I think my MacBook might be covered in muck
I started hitting the za everyday
Then I just stopped giving f*cks
You can't reach my level
Microphone champ, someone give me a medal
I drop hot bars like I'm inside a kettle
No one can beat me, not even the devil
Yeah I'm making a beat
Drip on me now from my head to my feet
She's under the sheets, I feel like a beast
I stay on the west but I always rep east
I'm suckin her tits
Take the bitch out
We stay at The Ritz
I'm breaking it down
I'm stacking them pennies
I'm stacking them pounds
Got the fat nugs
Too f*cked to f*ck so I'm giving her hugs
Right by the fireplace, luxury rugs
Only smoke gas that's them luxury drugs
Flash her the cash, hit her and dash
She ain't a freak if she never eat ass
I might take my time or I might bust fast
Bad motherf*cker
She beg me to f*ck her
Toadz is the best
I'm like no other
MC Bruce that's word to my brother
YG out on a mission, undercover
Rolling up cheese with the G's
I used to make songs then burn em onto blank CDs
Now I make the sickest rap beats with ease
I told my new bitch she needa get on them knees
He be a bad motherf*cker
Ow!
Bad, off the wall, invincible. and dangerous
Hee Hee!
Ow!