You know me now you know my name >Tiqui taca to get me money
She knows that I smoke, I'm really a rollin
Fuck the Ops I got love for the Squad
We making the hunnas, uploading stacks
Smoking one cheese makes me dizzy
Looking at those rappers I'm embarrassed
Everyone throws me because I'm making fun of myself
I put it in my pussy and it asks me for another lao
I take advantage of you because I see you struggling
Bro and how much per box, there is no zero in your account
We making the hunnas we making the Pounds
I need a rihanna to make it so loud
I need a Rihanna to trap in the House
To make the Colada, kiss me in the mouth
To throw a couple hunnas and make that Ass Bounce
To pull up on Raris, fuck her on the Couch
They have me in their sights because I'm flying around
Because I'm going up without a beef shot
The homie in the corner is really shot
You and me in the pool fucking Lao
We gettin the cash we gettin the Os
She told me to fuck boy your girl is a Hoe
Stop with the bullshit my homies so turn
They hating on me cause the money im blowing
Tell my mom where my father is
Either he's going to be in trouble or he's going to be a stiff
Son of nothing but my mother
I come from abroad, I'm from another species
Your girlfriend tells me to give her more milk
I don't want her, cousin, she gives me milk
Because I know I have her in my crop
Because I know that you love her give to' the pass
Told you to don't fuck with the Dirty
Told your bitches just fuck with the Guapo
No beefeo primo no es mio
Like Kinder that's why so skinny
Those kids are doing fourth
Me too so stay tuned
You can't do what I do
I come from that Canada guys
I come stiff and I'm just passing through
Fuck a Pussy make el papo chapo
Like an Uzi spitting pa pa pa po
Selling weed and make Ur girl so High Tho
Ele gang you know we gon rumble
I push them to stardom
Everyone to break it down
I have money to pass the time
Now all these rappers addicted to codeine
They speak Spanglish, they look like my copy
They put bandanas around like my homies
I shoot triples, the only one Kobe
Now I strike like a Karma (What)
On LA making Plata (What)
Now my Gang Is gon Blow Up (What)
We gon live like a rockstar (What)
I have the black man with dreadlocks (What)
Preparao pa make pasta (What)
He's smoking that ganja (What)
With a good picket and in flip flops (what)
Run up pussy U gon get Caught
Time is money homie Tic Tac
Im so turn im going Zig zag
Put the money In a Zip Bag
In my city there is envy
All alone they are chinan
Because I am going up
Because I'm making chicha
Now we moving mo shit
I'm going so Quick
I'm never gon Quit
U know who's real
Who stay on my clique
And these bitches love
All of them gon Lick
If you continue like this
You're going to make me open
My mouth again
To make you die
You know that I
I do it for myself
I don't like to talk
I don't know what to say
I don't know what you're doing, fucking with me
Boy you fucking with an MVP
This is Dbt on Repeat
I got Money Enought I don't need
U know I love all my squad
They hating they see me on top
All your shit is old, mine is straight of the Box