[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