This is a song about "Playamade mexican"

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

Put my squad on my back like i'm wearing me a starter jacket

Spending money when your wallet gets low

Since your mexican hers a few peso

Ironically i'm mexican and still don't understand it

And i ride for any nigga who believe in the shit

The people scared of annihilation when kingdom come

Heaven forbid i commit these sins as a mexican.

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

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

You winning's more rare than a mexican on break

You gotta pay homage in order to get paid

Dealin with no mom, all the pain i've undergone has shaped what you hear here in your ear

You're a circus act, more worthless crap than a napping mexican i can refill

And yes bitch i am mexican

Grown men never should bite their tongue