Dave East Shoots A Music Video For His New Single On The Sunset Strip In West Hollywood 7.21.20

I don't know what you ain't seen, I'm gonna know you're my nigga from the janitor Cause I'm only sparing women and children for when I'm no seller Existing villains, such as the decent seller Hit for the check, snoggin' it, gotta pay for the chiller I relate to the remnants, I pray for whoever messes with it I got the truth, it's walkin' through the city, it's a special I look at these baddies, I'm gonna break through the rest Remember, we won't take any chances Now when you get it off the block, I shoot for the stars I just play it out on the shot, no A-M-P me Three, I mean, pussy like the M-P-C I never thought that you'd be rich, no You ever thought that you'd be lit? Remember what you put my blood in the test? You testin' me first, but then what? For the rest? From every song that was lit It's Chewbacca, man You ain't that one You focus on the next person Mommy text me, but the next person For the head, door, and password Know me from the DM sweatshirt I'm takin' all them nights, ain't alone Stayin' there, you suck, learnin' all the tactics You came to throw, you know my life You would've been champ shot Bitches in training, they can't sell I really did sell, I put this out like my friends sell Rockin' tonight, like Ben Shamshot Denali got hot, sendin' out friends in spot I'm callin' Virgil out the window Rockin' with P-Duff, and I really get it off the block I shoot for the stars, I just play it out on the shot No A-M-P me, no M-P-C, no M-P-C Send me three, I be that pussy like a M-P-C Rockin' from nothin', I really get it off the block I shoot for the stars, I just play it out on the shot No A-M-P me, no M-P-C, no M-P-C Send me three, I be that pussy like a M-P-C Last shot Roll playback, here we go Last shot Honk M-P-C