Tekst piosenki
[Verse]
Chasing shots of patron with shots of tequila
Savor anticipation we’re invading villas
Fuck what a ho say, Jose get a 'rillo
Francesca and her friends are coming
And they got some scrilla
Trying to keep up with the Jones’
Gonna put you in that Chipper, x 2
You got Tony El Tigre tryna step his game up, x 2
Drip, drip, drip, it’s fucking hot
I think I hear cicadas
She said she fuckin’ with the staff
Well we appreciate 'cha
These 808’s are just like hockey, now ya face off
Bass pop, pack a lot of heat in every single raindrop
When we start reigning how they gonna make our reign stop? x 2
Yo, weather channel ain’t gonna tell you when our rain starts, x 2
Lame mothafuckers, this astrayed art
Pierced a bulleye with a fucking stray dart
I don’t even want it if that cake bought, x 2
This a cake walk, with nails underneath
Entering the jungle’s teeth, regurgitate the weak
You’re either eating you’re being eaten, rinse and repeat
What you seek is what you’ll see, better believe
Now we riding boy, use them brains
I don’t give a fuck, say it I refrain
From nothing, now we ridin’ turn nothing to something
Every motherfucking crumb is gonna be up on my plate
We don’t give a motherfuck where you from
We don’t give a mothefuck about your state
Now we riding to the top, what you gonna say is our pace
Too much for you? Too much for you
And your whole fucking crew
You prolly saw that line prolly coming from a mile dude
But I don’t give a fuck what you think
Or what the fuck you gonna do
Cause you ain’t gonna do shit to us
And you ain’t gonna do shit to nobody
Fuck you, and fuck you and your ho
Fuck this shit boy, ha
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