Bruh!

Black hearted demon they feel when Im coming
Kartel be the gang we got sticks with the drum in
Steal from my bro and its up wassup
You got 8 seconds better start running
You think cause I'm Mexican
Think i won't shoot
Imma put yo ass down before I go on the news
Imma let my shit clap imma let my shoot loose
What you thought
Cause I'm Mexican think I won't buss it
I got good aim I drink the orange juice not Tusson
Splatter yo brain and record that shit bussin
I'm not a killer but you got me fucked up
If you think that I'm leaving my mother with nothing
Bruh
What the fuck was yo ass thinking
That you could just come in my crib
Kick you feet up and kick it
Yo broad on my tip and she lick it
I tag my bro in and we flip it
Got me a p for the low then I tripped it
Dive in her ocean go swimming
They call me droplet cause I'm always dripping
Go lock yo door it don't matter we kick in
Hit me a blunt of the runts now I'm lifted
Shawt like sucking my nuts she is gifted
Got me a opp on my ass now I'm drifting
Pop me a uey cause he always dissin

I got good aim I drink the orange juice not Tusson
Splatter yo brain and record that shit bussin
I'm not a killer but you got me fucked up
If you think that I'm leaving my mother with nothing
Bruh
What the fuck was yo ass thinking
That you could just come in my crib
Kick you feet up and kick it
Yo broad on my tip and she lick it
I tag my bro in and we flip it



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Writer(s): Nathan Contreras
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