This is a song about "Mexican music"

Until she came trench coat and a thong and shit

Mc's get taken to school with this music

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

I don't respect no brain unless we talkin' that saliva spit

Eatin niggas, killin niggas, makin dope music.

And i ride for any nigga who believe in the shit

That don’t mean i’ma stunt her

I'm mexican rapper

You make elevator music

Fuck wolf gang, fuck what? here let's take a trip

You winning's more rare than a mexican on break

On these jealous ass coward cuz they evil and fake

Got the passion for the music

So drop the slam and lets get sick

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

You're trying to raise 2 bad kids on your ownand there's no way i can pay you back