Chalupa

Yo, this flow here is bulimic, anemic, yo, red beam it

If I got it on, trust you never seen it, never seen it

Some people say

I'm conceited but dougie,

I never cheated

Oh boy, you'll get deleted, believe it,

I could achieve it 'cause look

I'm on a Yamaha, laughing like ha, ha, ha

Na, na, na, want to talk, shots speak ra, ra, ra

Crib is like

Mardi Gras, no beads, grow weed

Court case, courtside, nigga in the nose bleeds

OG, Goatee, proceed, whole

Ki'sSorta like a janitor, stay within a parameters

Niggas got the hammer bra, don't care about a camera'

Cause they put that dress off, first like grandmamma

Hope you got the stamina because niggas be on worst

Blow reefa, no sneaker, thought this was a converse

I told baby girl, damn that's a hard purse

But you gotta get it in flavors girl, like starburst

We counting money, yo doggie, we counting money

Yo shit, ain't even funny but look at we counting money

Yo, stupid up on the stoope, the game is in a stoope'

Cause look we get chalupa, cha, cha, cha, cha, cha, chalupa love

Winter time,

I'm heated why they frigid

Lenox ave boy working with 8 digits

Summer time came through in our may blizzards

Old ladies looking like damn they did it'

Cause huh,

I got to forty fifth just to get a snack box2 piece, apple pie, feds taking snap shots

They know

I'm known for hot rims, fast drops

Big trucks, big jewels, whys from the have not's

Now every pocket on my clothing dawg, have knots10, 20, 30, 40, 50 thousand, jack pot

Call my block gravel, it's mad rocks

I'm the owner of the team, fuck the mascot

Sucking mad cock, 650 rag top

Damn, don't get hit with the jab that my dad got

Y'all sasquatch, put it on your laptop

Yo, not a door but yes sir, it's pad locked

We counting money, yo doggie, we counting money

Yo shit, ain't even funny but look at we counting money

Yo, stupid up on the stoope, the game is in a stoope'

Cause look we get chalupa, cha, cha, cha, cha, cha, chalupa love

Yo, we do the interstate, baby, we're the state patrol

With 50 pounds and

I ain't talking 'bout an 8 year old

It can take a toll, hope that you make parole

Play your role, the heat is so hot it can make you cold

And they say

I'm a son of a bitch

Why? 'Cause

I be with your son and your bitch

You don't deserve her, your fair, we won't hurt her

We taught her to be a squirter, your son about murder

Your brother well, he my worker, your sister well, she my slurper

Your mom, her ass is fat, my niggas they call her bertha

Once a week they might server her, with dick they gon' serve her

Now she whining like a baby, yo, maybe we'll get her gerber

Smack her on her ass, warm milk, then we burp her

Yeah, we left her nurtured but we'll earth her, before we chirp her

You'll be a punching bag, fam, we'll put our beats on her

Or the Klu

Klux, yeah, white sheet on her

Or Miami jersey, put the heat on her

Or a door mat,

I'm gone put my feet on her

Creep on 'em, leap on 'em, yeah,

I park the jeep on 'em

Americas most wanted, with no warrant

We counting money, yo doggie, we counting money

Yo shit, ain't even funny but look at we counting money

Yo, stupid up on the stoope, the game is in a stoope'

Cause look we get chalupa, cha, cha, cha, cha, cha, chalupa love