Hola
(Ain't that DJ Chose over there? Look like DJ Chose)
Thirty-five thousand on a rich nigga necklace
I can make her do the most, tell her, "Catch this"
VV's got a lil' bitch real thirsty
Trap nigga, Covid couldn't hurt this
Run them bands up like a nigga at a track meet
Federales on me, tryna tap me
Pull up on them pussy-ass niggas, don't at me
I turn a gangster rapper to an athlete
Hardest stepper turned rappers that's ever (that's ever)
How you get away with murder, I'm clever (yee)
Run up on a nigga with the pole out (yeah)
Pull up on a nigga like, "Hola hola, hola"
I'm really thuggin', no lie (no lie)
My youngins they take your lil' bro out (hola)
Fuck nigga playin' both sides
Pull up with a pole out (get, get, get, get)
With a choppa like, ho, ho, hola (get, get, get, baow)
Ho, ho, hola (get, get)
Say, "Hello" to my lil' friend, hola
My pistola tryna see what you know 'bout
Smoke, lil' buddy like he Somota
Shoot up his car, make the back tire blow out
Got me a chola, thick ass chocha
She can suck dick and cook a real good Torta
Puttin' dick in it, I need me ahora (ooh), cállate la boca
Chingo, feelin' Pancho Villa, dance with my AK, this my señorita
Gang bangin', tryna see what you seein' 'bout
Beat your lil' tio and fuck on your tia
Kic Doe Clique 'til I'm deep in the grave
Pussy, money, weed, stay on my brain
You can catch me in Texas sippin' on drank
Call my choppa Fredo 'cause that motherfucker bang
Fuck nigga playin' both sides
Pull up with a pole out (get, get, get, get)
With a choppa like, ho, ho, hola (get, get, get, baow)
Ho, ho, hola (get, get)
Yeah, I got the Wock', Wock' inside my yetti
Fatboy, walk around with somethin' heavy
Cook his noodle pack and make him spaghetti
Close one eye, don't breathe, keep the bitch steady
Got his blood on my khakis, I'm feelin' like Jake
From State Farm, cowboy hat with some all white Bapes on
Push up on your block and I hit up with the napalm
I got money, never lonely like Akon
Bandolero, soy el mejor, mejor
High speed chase, hit the gas, break the peddle
One up top, ready to come out the metal
You can tell all my haters, I'm on a new level
Gettin' top from a nasty ass heifer
Can't trust a bitch keep my gun on the dresser
How you get away with murder, I'm clever
Up the Glock and rock for fella
Fuck nigga playin' both sides
Pull up with a pole out (get, get, get, get)
With a choppa like, ho, ho, hola (get, get, get, baow)
Ho, ho, hola (get, get)
Ayo, is that That Mexican OT?