Mexico

Intro: Shotgun Willy

Touch down in Mexico

Like, "Donde están los sexy hoes?"

I blow more gas than a Texaco

Refrain: Yung Craka

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 **** I need to see ID, woo

Bridge: Shotgun Willy

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

They get to talkin', all up on my ****

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

Boy, run those pockets, try and call my bluff

Chorus: Shotgun Willy

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 ***** kinda groovy, turn the decibels up

Verse 1: Shotgun Willy

And bury me with *****es 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

Refrain: Yung Craka

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 **** I need to see ID, woo

Bridge: Shotgun Willy

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

They get to talkin', all up on my ****

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

Boy, run those pockets, try and call my bluff

Verse 2: Shotgun Willy

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 ***** 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

Chorus: Shotgun Willy

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 ***** kinda groovy, turn the decibels up