Silver Jeep Video (MV)

I was looking at the game now I'm playing on the main
I don't warm the bench she be calling up for me
And I really don't care if your feelings getting hurt
I don't have the patience so my replies they be curt
But I gotta beat a little mother f*cker up and everybody looking at me taking shots when it's going up
I'm the main man putting dollars on the floor on my jacket petrichor put the gas car takeoff
And I got a silver Jeep
Riding right around the street
Everybody looking started
Feeling like a fiend
Every other person they coming for the peeking
Call my realtor cuz my bands they started leaking
Courtyard, green gas, bitch with hella floors
Make the bottle sparkle yeah throwing hella dough
Bandos, jeeps be parked up all in the form
Hit the gas the car with no miley couldn't ask for more
I've been dripping VVS on this bitch a hundred thousand
Pulling with the clique my niggas mobbing you niggas be flocking
Bitches f*cking on me on the Jeep the Clout it be talking
Gonna get the foreign you bitch riding pull up feeling saucy
Heavy duty down the street mobbing with the silver Jeep
Gonna pop the top off but I'm still wearing my nikeys
Feeling faded it's on me, green the wax and the bean
Now I'm feeling THC where is my mind and body
Gonna be look fresh I pull up see me riding with a semi
Bring the silver Jeep now I'm floated just give me so many
Pull up with the clique we mobbing the car never ever empty
Know me from the block I pull up caught driving feeling faded
Get up on the foreign push the gas nigga always floor it
Walking with a stick show it knock you like if I was Floyd
Beefing but I make a call shooters throw you in the void
Pull up to the club it's gonna end Menaje a trois
Pull up see me glaring looking at me I'm like hey what's up
Reving up the Jeep, 120 down the boulevard
Rolling up with Sammy that thing had me all the way to mars
Started floating from the bottom now I'm seeing hella stars
And I'm not fugazi I'm not treating this like any farce
Got the power like I'm Kanye started calling me a czar
Get up on the Jeep make a hotbox with the hella Gs
Knock you like I'm triple G triple always bringing beans
Feeling faded it's on me I'm tripping I can't even see
Anything I'm getting lean feeling like a f*cking fiend
Now we gotta bring hella buds with the bud lights
Shawty with the big butt getting crazy tonight
Beemer with thinner now you gotta turn that little light
Go to california pop the joint after a little flight
Do it for the brothers
I don't do it for the others
Try to keep up you gone stutter
Put the blunt up with the butter
I got murder I'm a hunter
Keep on talking better shut up
Beefing triple you gone suffer
Finna pull up with the buzzer
F*ck it now I started spending all my f*cking checking on a casing
Thinking you controlling but never gonna faze me
I've been doing this a lot I'm ready for the fame yet
Get up on the Jeep 120 when I'm faded