[Intro]
Bro, I am not about to be up in this rap game
Being "Mexican, cha cha" and sh**
This "All work, No credit" sh** is done, bro
I'm not gonna take that sh** no more
I ain't f**kin' with y'all
[Verse 1]
I got you motherf**kas talking, huh
But I don't mind, got that heavin' Monster in my cup
No slowin' down, got my palms itching for the pesos
I'm bout to turn up on the game like what the f**k I came fo'
I swear to God, all you hype beats trying me
Like I ain't have your favorite labels tryna sign me
Like I ain't bout to make this publishing on writing
Like it ain't these fraudulent b**hes, that's how you bitin' me
This sh** grimy
Okay, but f**k that, I ain't playing the part
I'ma switch it up on you b**hes
Oh you don't like me trynna stay low-key
Oh me, oh my sh**'s different
Cause I'll take it back, way back, back to Cadillac '85
I'll take ya trap, give it back, statin' facts that my sh** gon ride
[Hook x2]
Low-key, I'm outcha, I'm bout to get it
It ain't no going back, I'm bout to k** it
See I be playing games, but I've been chilling
Y'all on some f**k sh**, and I ain't with it
[Verse 2]
Now, what the f**k you think I rap for free?
Man, all you silly b**hes hatin', go and grab a seat
Cause I been out here on some humble sh**, just tryna eat
But y'all keep acting like I won't come out and drag a skeez
Over but y'all gon see, y'all gon see
I'm a Texas livin' Cali chick
That mean I own a.45 and I can carry it
That mean I f**king own some property from selling sh**
Ho, what you think I don't got Product Pushas chasin' grip
Finna make it big
Man I'm really thinking that lately, this game just like to push hoes
Cause I been giving y'all bars for days, and I swear to y'all the lord knows
That I ain't bragged not one time bout all the sh** in they songs
But I'm bout to flip this sh** real quick this chick finna get her dough
[Hook x2]
Low-key, I'm outcha, I'm bout to get it
It ain't no going back, I'm bout to k** it
See I be playing games, but I've been chilling
Y'all on some f**k sh**, and I ain't with it