My rivals know what's up with me
Mentally, I'm fucking crucial
Ak 47 logo, my clicka out we reppin cucio
Gangster boy, music for the fucking ghetto
Fuck all you boojy fancy rappers, get about my level
That bomb weed, california, we got it
This is for the bandilleros in the hood in the projects
I'm drinkin on this 40 ounce, while I'm watching espn
Bitches tryina set me up, like my name was spm
My respect, h town, I salute
Tattered up, all up in the face, homies I recruit
Fuck it, it's on, fucking with bitches that's grown
Fuck it, I'm taking, I'm home, drunk and I'm stoned
Forgive me, I just wanna ball
Got to admit you don't know the feeling
Of having these multiple bitches at once
Believe it the shit that I've done, done
I'm smoking on the fat ass blunt
Motherfuckers want some beef with me
I'm like what's up
Bitches said they wanna fuck with me
I'm like what's up
What's up, what's up, what's up
Motherfucker what's up
What's up, what's up, what's up
Motherfucker what's up
cucio, ...blood comin out your speaker
Blood coming out your body when I pop that shotty
Like pancho villa
Lines of cokaina, wanting a copy but they can't see us
The fact that these rappers ain't have up the shit that they rap bout
You reliever
Motherfuckers is bitches, they turn to religion
They crying to jesus
I hate that corny line, that you g'd up, from the feet up
I'm a hardcore chump, bout to get deported
For having a stolen visa
Got a bad bitch in tijuana, her mama name's maria
Drugs in la agreements, got my back believer
Get bitch xlapped, kidnapped, living like gangster vita
Please excuse my espagniol, drugs mixed with acetone
Watching primer impacto they still looking for chapo's home
Never heard of big meech but el chapos cold
Work, lock and load, the hottest flow,
Out of my control here you go this microphone
Motherfuckers want some beef with me
I'm like what's up
Bitches said they wanna fuck with me
I'm like what's up
What's up, what's up, what's up
Motherfucker what's up
What's up, what's up, what's up
Motherfucker what's up.