turn your speakers up
Flow so nice, don't need a rug
Man, you might just be the fuzz
I ain't tryna see the judge
Keep them clowns away from me
This industry's a circus
Get my pace, stayin' out the way
And leavin' rappers in hearses
I go hard for the money,
gotta eat, my tummy hungry
Cuff your bitch, it's bashing lucky,
you know we do, haters ugly
Just got back from the Virgin Islands,
eating sushi at Nobu
Same old shit, I break the bitch,
and how the ball, I'll show you
Fuck double check, that's sass,
but I'ma be right back
Long as I got my game,
I bet my pockets gon' be fat
Independent baller, motherfucker 360
Age time player, man,
I'm thotter than a frisbee
Take that market shit out of it
Take that, take that market shit out of it
Market, market shit out of it
You embarrassed me,
look I got the whip of Mitchell's bean
Big orange and yellow thug
Take that market shit out of it
Take that, take that market shit out of it
Market, market shit out of
You embarrassed me, look
I got the whip of Mitchell's bean
Big orange and yellow thug
I'm like a Mexican apodog,
bust you in the mouth and
off a clown
What you sayin', give a fuck if it was alcohol
If you gon' mine
then you gon' speck
everything I represent
Player made is what I rep,
my lifestyle's all about that check
West ern Uni on money gram
an d that Walmart to Walmart
I bust a bitch down
and I live like a monarch
And motherfuckers bein' checkin'
the phone game
even though some won't admit it
Some hate on the low
but in my face they know they
wicked splitted
Cause I'm locked in to my crossfit,
had more than a few top tens
Got a bad thicc bitch who's light skinned,
and her girlfriend wants to hop in
The lifestyle of a playa made Mexicano
I'll never kiss your chick
cause that bitch might get me mono
Take that twerkin' sheets off it
Take that, take that twerkin'
sheets off it
Twerkin',
twerkin' sheets off it
You embarrassed to look
I got the red from Mr. Steve
Big orange and yellow fluid
Take that twerkin' sheets off it
Take that, take that,
pump that shit, all of it
Pump that shit, pump that shit, all of it
You embarrass the hood
I got the whip from Middle Street
Thick orange and yellow throats
Me amigos lay you down flat like a tortilla
Tie you up, hold you for ransom
And call you fa milia
Send some bitches to the pen
just to pass them the smoke
JP all my primos,
all my lokes and my folks
Got a ounce of morta, pinaline
Dirty horchata, mixed with green
I don't share, and I don't care
You keep a question, at least a pair
Drive the top six, do some piler
Money on the floor, all
over the styler
Trust me boy, you don't want no drama
Amigo 7, bring the llamas
In the hills, growing money trees
Smoke more thot, sell more thot
Tell you right now, can't fuck with these
I smoke more thot, a lot of more thot
Pi oneer,
that's way back OG for sure
Focused on that failure
I came here for my dough
Take this fucking shit off
Take this,
take this fucking shit off
Muggin' shawty, shit's all in,
you embarrassed and hooked
I got the paper, Mr. Z,
Nick Orrin, Daniela Tho
Take that Muggin' shit, all in
Take that, take that Muggin' shit,
all in
Muggin' shawty, shit's all in,
you embarrassed an d hooked
I got the paper, Mr. Z, Nick Orrin, Daniela Tho
Baby Bash & Lucky Luciano 
