Xplosive

Met her uptown at Opus

If money talk my shit sound clear

Yeah, yeah, no lisp

Talking no lisp like Tyson

You know I trap souls like Bryson

Bring that cake over here

Yeah, yeah, yeah let me add my icing

Baby through the fire I rose

Before I cut you off tell you "vaya con Dios"

The M stand for the Messiah con flows

I been had hits before Robbie Cano

Bitch I'm the reason they probably gon' fold

Like Snoop said, "we don't love them hoes"

You in her DM and I'm in her throat

Pasa el blunt, I want all the smoke (Oowooh)

Clean up on aisle 10 come mop me off

Wap, wap, baby come wap me off

You ain't no opp, opp, opp, opp, opp

How you gon' stop me dog?

Who gon', who gon', who gon', you gon'?

I walk through the party with that Marni on me it look like I'm scamming

But my money clean, made it off streams, feel like I'm Fanum (waddup)

TSA always pull me to the side whenever I'm traveling

But I got a beard, they think I'm Habibi I know it ain't random

Put my life on the mic like a podcast

My new joint think she got chose, baby this just a mock draft

Slick with words and I got class (I do)

Before I cut you off, baby I'ma tell you "cuidate"

Me and my n****s walking through the party llegan los tigeres

Manito dime a ver

My money up now they talk to me nice

Used to sip E&J now it's Don Julio

That reposado hit good with some ice (ugh)

Late nights in the stu, remember when we used to sleep on the rug

Used to get booked for drinking and drugs

Now I get booked to go drink in the club (han)

Clean up on aisle 10 come mop me off

Wap, wap, baby come wap me off

You ain't no opp, opp, opp, opp, opp

How you gon' stop me dog?

Who gon', who gon', who gon', you gon'? (Oowooh)

Yeah

Jay Cactus

It's MRG not Mr.G

Ay ima make sure they never get it confused

Yessir

Nos fuimos