Mexico

Touch down in Mexico

Like, "Donde están los sexy hoes?"

I blow more gas than a Texaco

I'm feelin' good, I'm feelin' great

Stackin' all the cheese and all the bread upon my plate

Steady lookin' fresh while I be headin' to the bank

And all my homies dead, I think it's time to celebrate

La-la-la, everybody wanna be like me

'Cause I eat real good like I'm B.I.G

Ayy, choppa gon' chop like it's Miyagi

Said if she wanna fuck, I need to see ID, woo

And when I walk in, people know what's up

They get to talkin', all up on my nuts

Like, "Hey, what's poppin'? Why you actin' sus?"

Boy, run those pockets, try and call my bluff

Touch down in Mexico

Like, "Donde están los sexy hoes?"

I blow more gas than a Texaco

In love with the ice, word to Eskimos

Now let me go, you know I get the best of those

I wrestle hoes, they suck up on my testicles

My life is a movie, not an episode

My bitch kinda groovy, turn the decibels up

And bury me with bitches by my side

'Cause I swear that when I die, I'm taking everything that's mine

All the girls and the guys

With their eyes on the prize who could never get a dime

I'm feelin' good, I'm feelin' great

Stackin' all the cheese and all the bread upon my plate

Steady lookin' fresh while I be headin' to the bank

And all my homies dead, I think it's time to celebrate

La-la-la, everybody wanna be like me

'Cause I eat real good like I'm B.I.G

Ayy, choppa gon' chop like it's Miyagi

Said if she wanna fuck, I need to see ID, woo

And when I walk in, people know what's up

They get to talkin', all up on my nuts

Like, "Hey, what's poppin'? Why you actin' sus?"

Boy, run those pockets, try and call my bluff

Trend setter, big bag-getter

Drip down, gonna need an umbrella

Get set up, shawty be the meta

Huh, little boy should've known better

Backhand that bitch with my ice on

I took pics of it on my Nikon

Talked my shit like this with the mic on

Now they treat me like I'm an icon

Maybe 'cause I am?

Maybe people need me, that's a shout to Uncle Sam

Who I swear they copy and talk about on the 'gram

Steady with the jockin' and stalkin' then you a fan? Nah-nah-nah

Touch down in Mexico

Like, "Donde están los sexy hoes?"

I blow more gas than a Texaco

In love with the ice, word to Eskimos

Now let me go, you know I get the best of those

I wrestle hoes, they suck up on my testicles

My life is a movie, not an episode

My bitch kinda groovy, turn the decibels up