(Hook) I got vato's break it down like El Chapo I might go to Mexico like El Chapo I be off the kush smell like El Chapo They be trying to catch me like El Chapo El Chapo x 6
(Verse) My vatos dancing with army hammer like MC hammer Cruisin' in their black and white ghost yeah That’s Danny Phantom I’m smoking like chimney, I'm feeling like santa My girl she’s so bad, I swear they cannot stand up Your girl she’s so thirsty, remind me your camo She catching feelings Don’t express em like panda Migo gettin’ rich like I’m landing Flyin' to Turkey Talking by goble, goble goble And my vato got the birds singing just like a high note Gettin’ head, sleeping hallow Getting money that a model Head Honcho like i'm pancho If you go to Mexico better watch out for the Narcos I ain’t fucking with you clowns, fuck around McDonalds Do you get serve every day just like McDonalds Foreign bitch, think she Brazilian, This one is really in Private island, Gilligan Gotta give a try, know im trying to stack a trillion Southside where my city in and fuck all your opinion ________(?) Plus i brought the Henny in, my vato brought the pelicans The Nike foamposites, you know I brought the pennies in Hit the condo, I call it The condominium Running from police in my Timberlands
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(Verse) Can’t you hear a nigga hush, then you gotta get a verse Kap G hit a nigga up say he gotta get a verse on the G shit Pearl cocaine in this bitch so we might as well start selling remix All these damn hunnids in here so you know i had to find this shoe box Boy you can’t fool me with that blow But you know that we the real rock (I’mma dope boy nigga) Hunnids on rubber bands I’m spinning the blow up I’m putting to fuck it and I’m making it blow up Jump, though jump though, call it The Jump man Dough man, got the pump call him the pump man Boy you must be tripping, get that shit out the trunk man Vacum to the mug, nigga you be the tail man Boy you know that OG can’t come throw the mil man Keep it real player, yeah I'm tippin the mail man Keep switching numbers, cuz these niggas will tell man And been playing with the words so I dont need a scare man Stack roll fold cuz you might need a bail man Started with a pound and now they call me the bail man Dog time, I’m in the bowl, try to make the old big jump But it came that straight glass shit So you know the trap drops
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