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Mexico
Hip-Hop/Rap
Mexico was released on May 2, 2025 by Hoodunatti Musiq Group LLC x Madd Floww Ent as a part of the album Trap Files 3
album cover
Release DateMay 2, 2025
LabelHoodunatti Musiq Group LLC x Madd Floww Ent
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM74

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Teedo Gonzalez
Teedo Gonzalez
Rap
Bob G the Chef
Bob G the Chef
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
D'Antonio Johnson
D'Antonio Johnson
Songwriter
Bobby Jennings
Bobby Jennings
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rodney Wingard
Rodney Wingard
Engineer

Lyrics

Mexico
I Just left jefe, in Mexico
Pack touchdown, east of Lexington
I shoot it to myself, like Plexico
They pray for me to fall, trynna hex me though
I own more gas, than the Texaco
Put a band on yo head, man you next to go
I can teach you trap, imma traptivist
Leave yo ass smoked, like some cannabis
I came up from rats and roaches, in my cabinet
Ashy legs, dirty clothes, I'm a bastard kid
Three days later, stack my paper, twenty racks in the fridge
A bodyguard, three boards, K's and Mac's in the kitchen
Like Memphis go grizzly, when I stand on my business
Many men wanna get me, wish I'm deaf like a 50
Used to ride buses through city, now I serve in a Bentley
I was only twenty-one, Jefe came to get me
Hola, coma esta, neccesita mula
On Allah, no hablar, cause these **** bizarre
Fuck the middleman and his man, cause I'm a star
Fuck a case, fuck your place, roll your set in a gar
I Just left jefe, in Mexico
Pack touchdown, east of Lexington
I shoot it to myself, like Plexico
They pray for me to fall, trynna hex me though
I own more gas, than the Texaco
Put a band on yo head, man you next to go
I can teach you trap, imma traptivist
Leave yo ass smoked, like some cannabis
I'm a real trapper, hustle all in my veins
I heard you broke, well, you the one to be blamed
Big body, old school, when I'm switching lanes
I'm drinking alcohol to ease my pain
Still a trapper, trapping all night and day
Your girl say she want it, I'ma fade away
I've been hustling all day, I've been making plays
If you ain't getting to the money, stay out my way
Green residue all on my dashboard
These **** moving slow, I'ma just fast forward
Wearing shit that these **** can't afford
This ain't no Nike tee, ****, this Tom Ford
I Just left jefe, in Mexico
Pack touchdown, east of Lexington
I shoot it to myself, like Plexico
They pray for me to fall, trying hex me though
I own more gas, than the Texaco
Put a band on yo head, man you next to go
I can teach you trap, imma traptivist
Leave yo ass smoked, like some cannabis
Written by: Bobby Jennings, D'Antonio Johnson
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