Vacant Video (MV)

Once you rat that shit gone stay with you just like a roommate
Always keep my strap cause nowadays you really can't tell who fake
Put some money on his head like I just got that boy a toupee
Tryna beef with me na I'm in yo bitch mouth just like some toothpaste
You gone turn around and take ha back like that lil' hoe ain't easy
They see a couple racks and alcohol them bitches get to fiending
She running game so I'm a pass the ball if one of my dawgs need it
And when I get the pussy knock it out the park like Derek Jeter

You know we carry heaters I can't hang around with no scary people
And every time I pop out got my Glock on my hip like a beeper
No I don't got a clock out, I'm gone put in work until they see it
Ain't shit to talk about these niggas hating just cause they wanna be me

If you know you know, you don't you broke and I got hella racks
That bitch gone give me throats she know the ropes I don't even gotta ask
You think my shooter work at lids when he leave he come back with hats
Don't give a f*ck about what you did what I'm doing I'm speakin' facts

I'm just tryna run this money up, I can't get distracted
Way before that I was 21, I knew I was a savage
But if it's smoke yeen gotta let me know, I always keep my pole
Just like some tissue, I'm gone wipe his nose and get lil' buddy gone

I hang around some grave diggers
You can turn into a pack and get popped like some painkillers
Always been the same nigga
If he speak down on me he mad cause I got my name bigger
When I pull up all black ski masks, I just let the flame hit him

I'm on R.P.'s, green lean, ballin' like the dream team
She get inside my bed and give me head just like a beanie
I know these niggas scared when I come through because they pee-wee
Push up on your block and then we get to spinning just like CDs

But hell nah you cannot see these, straps inside this car
And I pray that he don't play today, get wrapped inside a gar
Heard he like to get high, I said okay, send him to the stars
Everyday I sin but then again, I always talk to God

How the f*ck you tryna ride my wave yeen even got no rod, that nigga crazy
Catch a opp and beat him with that switch just like he misbehaving
When we finish left em black and purple like he played for the Ravens
Same shit that you gotta work a month for I make that shit daily

Once you rat that shit gone stay with you just like a roommate
Always keep my strap kause nowadays you really can't tell who fake
Put some money on his head like I just got that boy a toupee
Tryna beef with me na I'm in yo bitch mouth just like some toothpaste
You gone turn around and take ha back like that lil' hoe ain't easy
They see a couple racks and alcohol them bitches get to fiending
She running game so I'm a pass the ball if one of my dawgs need it
And when I get the pussy knock it out the park like Derek Jeter

You know we carry heaters I can't hang around with no scary people
And every time I pop out got my Glock on my hip like a beeper
No I don't got a clock out, I'm gone put in work until they see it
Ain't shit to talk about these niggas hating just cause they wanna be me

You know we carry heaters, I can't hang round with no scary people
No, I can't hang around with no scary people
Gang