What You Got? Video (MV)

Tell me how you love it
Tell me that the beats are bumping
I used to call her pumpkin
Now she's touching on my brother
Whatever, I'm onto better
Go through girls like Robert Redford
A plethora of pleasures
You'd think I'd found hidden treasure
You thought I'd settle for seconds?
I'm looking for golden medals
Been smoking grass by the meadow
Dealer don't need other customers
You're real - I probably f*cks with ya
I'm not a, not a hustla
I'll probably just out-hustle ya
Keep quiet like a muffler
You brag - the cops are cuffing ya
Throw 'em up like they couldn't stomach ya
I'm running through
Every hoe that you wanna know
Knocking 'em down like dominoes
Running fingers all through my flow
It's so f*cking funny
I judge every one that loves me
Cause I think I'm disgusting
Like "babygirl, raise your standards"
I tell 'em I chill with Vero
They wanna pull out their cameras
Bananas, I swear they're crazy
We drive 'em like Mrs. Daisy
In the Mercedes it's hazy
Cause we're blazing like Jamaicans

Oh you want a shot?
What you got for me?
Girl make it drop
Like you're never gonna stop
Let me see you hit the bottom
Bring it back up top
Oh you want a drink?
Well, what you think of me?
Girl make it bend
Like it's never gonna end
Let me see you wiggle with it
Again, again, and again

Alright, yeah yeah
Another stupid party song
But you thank me when it comes on
And the party turns to Mardi Gras
The girls start to throw their bras
You funnel a couple
You're thinking of doing things
That'll get you in trouble
But don't pop the bubble
Might have to agree to cuddle
Whatever I gotta do
To get a little cudder
I'm sorry, I hope my mother
Never chooses to hear this
I gotta talk this on records
To keep up with appearances
I'm hearing that their cheering has been getting a little louder
The whispers turned into chatter
The static turned into laughter
The doubters turned into addicts
I'm overly dramatic
But we buy entire buildings and you're renting out an attic?
Hey, congratulations
You made it out the basement
We made it in rotation
On every f*cking station
On every f*cking playlist
Our shit is what they're playing
They ask me if I'm paying
And this is what we're saying

Oh you want a shot?
What you got for me?
Girl make it drop
Like you're never gonna stop
Let me see you hit the bottom
Bring it back up top
Oh you want a drink?
Well, what you think of me?
Girl make it bend
Like it's never gonna end
Let me see you wiggle with it
Again, again, and again

I take 'em back
Like they're reminiscing
I pitch, I hit it
Babe Ruth of swinging
I'm drinking gin
While she's rolling swishers
She might get the invite to Thanksgiving
Just kidding, I can't commit
I'm just living, I don't plan it
It's a dope planet
And I don't know shit
So Imma have a little fun
Make the most of it
Getting kinda tipsy
Yeah the wine it finally hit me
Hundred biddies looking pretty
Since they heard that you weren't with me
Hundred of 'em wishing "pick me"
Well maybe I should just do it
I like her resume, I wanna see her interview it
I could pursue it but I like meeting by chance
If I plan out what I say to you
I got the upper hand
And I want a level playing field
Just say it's real
We could skate from here
I wanna know the way you feel

Oh you want a shot?
What you got for me?
Girl make it drop
Like you're never gonna stop
Let me see you hit the bottom
Bring it back up top
Oh you want a drink?
Well, what you think of me?
Girl make it bend
Like it's never gonna end
Let me see you wiggle with it
Again, again, and again