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I'm bout to run me up a check again Thank the Lord, I just met another Mexican What it do, I've been paying the same price as you Bitch go do something about it If you don't like it too We traffickin I take an Uber, bring it straight to ya I got shooters who gon shoot it out with the state troopers Carbon with the cooler, dress in black, go get the mula Still I pull up and pick up the pack, don't let me fool ya I'm rockin Givenchy in these trenches, nigga I put insurance on the bags that they sent me, nigga I know the lil nigga that ran off with that sack I know them people too, that mailed his head back I can't wait to open this (trap) There's so much dope in this (trap) I got about a million on me, hope that they don't notice this (trap) I know a green thumb whiteboy who just growed us this You done changed my whole life boy When you sold us this Let's throw a bottle party Feel like Pablo in these projects Party, party, party, like Chapo got out, bitch Loco, loco, loco, we got coco SongtexteOnly real niggas in my photo Only real killas in my photo Only real trappas in my photo Loco, loco, loco, we got coco Only real plugs in my photo Narco, narco, narco, we got cargo Cheech, he just go get the yayo, that's Amado I got the 18-wheelers rolling, full throttle I got him [?] he lost his collar Niggas been warrin lately Territor-in lately I've been in somebody bitch kitchen goin crazy I've been on somebody block sellin 400 maybe I'm making sure niggas get shot that do not pay me Let's throw a bottle party Feel like Pablo in these projects Party, party, party, like Chapo got out, bitch Loco, loco, loco, we got coco Only real niggas in my photo Only real killas in my photo Only real trappas in my photo Loco, loco, loco, we got coco Only real plugs in my photo I'm bout to run me up a check again Thank the Lord, I just met another Mexican Aus Songtexte Mania