This is a song about "Mexican mafia"

On some mafia shit but i ain't fucking with that gang life

My issue isn't televised and you ain't gotta tell the wise

They'll have to rename this one

And yes bitch i am mexican

And broke niggas make me hesitant. im all about that green like a mexican that

Just gettin you a job then i zip that broad tryina get in them walls like ghost dad

Shoot at the schoolbus leave it open like a mexican taco

We got stripes in my city, ain't none of my niggas yankees though

Karl malone called her a little mexican, but he never won a chip

It's hard to live out atlanta with out makin' this a habit

You winning's more rare than a mexican on break

And i let her spend half the ticket, give or take

Steady reaching for the stars, but it's only one

Heaven forbid i commit these sins as a mexican.