Lyrics

I'm screaming a la verga in my city as I ride around I've never seen these pussy vatos on my side of town The flow is hella rare, so even if we do stand side-by-side There ain't gon' be no common ground You ain't never heard nobody with my kind of sound And you can't blame her if she take me to vagina town And when my music play, it's bringing all the hynas out I told her she could lean on me like Aunt Jemima house Hold up Okay hell yeah hold up I got music in my denim and that shit is sewed up If they hatin' then I let em I'm like fuck you so what? You know the flow is cocaina mixed with baking soda And please don't call me baby, call me baby Yoda Because I'm in a pair of forces yeah that's how I showed up I'm on a horse inside my city, yeah that's how I rode up I spent my life at rock bottom, only way is go up How come the only people telling me to grow up Are the people with panoch that smell like barbacoa Shout out my boy Guillermo we call him Ochoa And if you talking that mierda callate la boca Smoking on a leño we got hella mota It was me and Jorge Lugo we on Calle Lorca Tres puntos on my face in the county jail Stick and poke with it yeah mi vida loca okay Yeah we at the plaza Zozo, burning smoking zaza, yah yah How come when you talk it's like blah blah Make em' disappear like voilà, tada Yeah you know we at the plaza Bitch I gotta do it for la raza, yeah yeah, You know mi casa su casa Laughing all the way to the bank like, ha ha Okay my life is like a movie script If I'm one of one that's quick maths I am too legit Like I just took a laxative I do this shit They tell me I fell off so I picked it up like a Uber shift Fuck I look like, listening to these goofy kids Y'all a bunch of Bitcoin bitch boy pussy lips Tell me that you trappin I ain't new to this If you haul shots like Shaq, that don't really mean you moving bricks When you see them black clouds it gets ominous Y'all a bunch of keyboard warriors it's obvious Said you with the gang but that's all caps You be acting shifty you ain't with the right click you just copy us I said no there ain't no stopping us The black tar spheres mix with ice like a hockey puck And why you lying you know I ain't looking up to you You only five two I'm six one you ain't tall enough
Writer(s): Alexander Cloud-russell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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