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Inmigrante
637
Hip-Hop/Rap
Inmigrante was released on December 5, 2025 by BASHFORTHEWORLDLLC as a part of the album Migo In America (Deluxe)
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Release DateDecember 5, 2025
LabelBASHFORTHEWORLDLLC
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM99

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
BashfortheWorld
BashfortheWorld
Vocals
MB Pee
MB Pee
Vocals
SLUM
SLUM
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
MB Pee
MB Pee
Songwriter
Sebastian Martell
Sebastian Martell
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
BashfortheWorld
BashfortheWorld
Mixing Engineer
SLUM
SLUM
Producer

Lyrics

(Casablanca)
Mm
Damn, ay, uh
A migo, ay
Ay, uh
I done came a long way from bein' broke, ayy
**** die for what they type on a post
You ever seen a hundred thousand up close?
Shit, I done did everything, I had a job and sold dope (I)
I was a million-dollar **** when I was ridin' in a bucket
Spent a hundred on a chain just to walk 'round and tuck it
It's too big, I don't wanna talk to ****, plus I'm famous
These **** two-faced, they showin' love and they hatin'
You ever had holes in your shoes and had to walk in the rain?
Ate cereal with water and my sandwich was plain
Throw the hood up, you said you want the same thing
I got fire in my pocket, ain't got a Glock in my name (uh-uh-uh-uh)
I used to sleep on the floor, really grew up with them fiends
I ain't have a washer, ****, I washed my clothes in the sink
Three bedrooms, six kids, hard for me to sleep
Twelve years old with BG runnin' the streets
Fast forward, now I come down the X in a Lamb' truck
(Yeah) shit I ran it up off the bags, but unc' got blocks
Used to wear my sister's shoes, now I don't even check the tag
Seventy thousand on a Cuban and a pendant, I ain't tryna brag
I ain't never like school, but I can make it add up
A **** touch a hair on my head, I make 'em mask up
Stayed down, now I'm finna take off like NASA
Crazy clientele, make 'em disappear like Casper
Ay, you ever seen the repo man when he was comin' to tow your T-lady?
I touched the M on my own, I know it seem crazy
I'm payin' three rents a month, come fuck with me, baby (ay)
Back then, we had to board the windows up in the winter
My chain weigh a kilo, back then, it was silver
I'm a migo baby, my **** crossed through the river
Sent my amigo to the land and he was back before dinner
Overthinkin' on the 'Gram, put some ice in my chains
Hit 10K off the dice, some things in life never change
I could never freeze up, bitch, I got ice in my veins
(Yo, I got it now)
Hm, me and bro went to the store and pulled a run out
We ain't had nothin' to eat, now it's 5K to come out
Bro servin' drank, weed, and work out the same house
Growin' up, I never had a bed, I had to use the couch
Life a gamble, ****, I'm just tryin' not to crout
Shit gon' hurt when you find out your favorite rapper cap
Bro did his time, walked a ten down to the door
Sent two hundred down the road so bro can make store
**** pump fakin' in they songs, say it ain't so
I got more flavors in the spot than a rainbow
In the middle of the trenches where these **** can't go
I ain't satisfied, but I'm good, I used to be poor
I done came a long way from bein' broke, ay
**** die for what they type on a post
You ever seen a hundred thousand up close?
Shit, I done did everything, I had a job and sold dope
I was a million-dollar **** when I was ridin' in a bucket
Spent a hundred on a chain just to walk 'round and tuck it
It's too big, I don't wanna talk to ****, plus I'm famous
These **** two-faced, they showin' love and they hatin'
Written by: MB Pee, Sebastian Martell
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