They wanna stuff me in the jet like El Chapo
They wanna kill me cause Im gloing like El Capo
A hunnid blue grand, I count it up pronto
A hunnid bricks stuffed up in the Bronco
If you wanna meet me, meet me at the Texaco
We call that lil spot, Lil fucking Mexico
We get the money, spend the money just to let you know
Im all about my guap, I need my fucking pesos
Im in the meeting, Im in the meeting like the fucking case closed
Im the boss nigga I aint got no payroll
Blood on my Margielas, nigga fuck your booster
Im Glo Gang bitch, Im the fuckin truth
When I was young as hell, I used to have a Boost Mobile
I was chirpin servin, I thought I was too grown
I got locked up then I bond out
Back up on the block, now its my time now
They wanna stuff me in the jet like El Chapo
They wanna kill me cause Im gloing like El Capo
A hunnid blue grand, I count it up pronto
A hunnid bricks stuffed up in the Bronco
I want a black Hummer, riding with my boys in space
Shout out my accountant, she got super duper taste
She love the money, count it up, real quick like a race
I dont drink no alcohol, so I dont make mistakes
My own private Idaho, Im flying through gates
I was at the pearly gates, but it wasnt my time
Out in Kyoto, man I stayed on my grind
I wanted to love you for my whole fucking life
M-m-m-Margielas on me right now
So high that I cant get down
Spider on my arm, man Im iced out with no lights out
I dont fall in love bitch, Im balling in the club bitch
Sherm just bought 6 bottles so you know we don give a fuck bitch
They wanna stuff me in the jet like El Chapo
They wanna kill me cause Im gloing like El Capo
A hunnid blue grand, I count it up pronto
A hunnid bricks stuffed up in the Bronco