Dafuk
Fa, fa, fa, fa, fa, fa, ey
Fa, fa, fa, fa, fa, fa, ey
Get to trippin', we snip 'em, 'bout business, lil' boy
May decisions, we turn 'em into millions, for sure
We don't sleep in, got meetings, we eatin', the fuck?
If I'm sittin', I'm shittin', on them, yeah, lil' boy
We are not the same and that's a problem
Yeah, I got connection with the narcos
Had to scan the room like it's a barcode
On the top floor, gettin' top dough
Hot like Culiacán, you know I got those
I ain't gotta reach, cause
Lil boy ain't 'bout that shit, lil boy ain't 'bout that shit
Lil boy ain't 'bout that shit, lil boy ain't 'bout that shit
Mami, bounce that shit, mami, bounce that shit
Mami, bounce that shit, mami, bounce that shit
I don't plan on leavin' out the top (Never)
My bitch is probably pullin' on a opp (Bah, bah)
Them migos hold thеm cookies in they socks (In they socks)
If you gеt caught, they ain't no snitchin' on the block
And all that talkin' they be doing, in one ear and out the other
If you weren't sleepin' on the floor with me
Then you is not my brother
I had them homies in the cut with me, was trappin' out the hunnid
Get the rush in me they might just let it burn like I was Usher
Always outside with it
Mob is gon' ride with it
Mafia gon' slide with it
Puh, puh, puh, puh
Always outside with it, mob is gon' ride with it
Mafia gon' slide with it
Puh, puh, puh, puh
Selling out these shows
I don't need rock (On God, trap)
Pointers on my nec
They worth a lot (Worth a lot)
Plugged in with the gente
They on lock (With the homies)
Fucked your baby momma
She a thot (She a thot)
All these chumps be tryin'
But you know them boys my children (Lil boy)
Been done the corridos so you know I had to switch it
These fools ain't humilde, so they fallin' off the business
Started my own label so you know that I don't need you
Lil boy ain't 'bout that shit, lil boy ain't 'bout that shit
Lil boy ain't 'bout that shit, lil boy ain't 'bout that shit
Mami, bounce that shit, mami, bounce that shit
Mami, bounce that shit, mami, bounce that shit
Always outside with it, mob is gon' ride with it
Mafia gon' slide with it
Puh, puh, puh, puh
Always outside with it, mob is gon' ride with it
Mafia gon' slide with it
Puh, puh, puh, puh
Puh, puh, puh
Puh-puh-puh, puh, puh, puh, puh, puh
Puh-puh-puh, puh, puh, puh, puh, puh
Fuerza Regida
Fa, fa, fa, fa, fa, fa, ey
Get to trippin', we snip 'em, 'bout business, lil' boy
May decisions, we turn 'em into millions, for sure
We don't sleep in, got meetings, we eatin', the fuck?
If I'm sittin', I'm shittin', on them, yeah, lil' boy
We are not the same and that's a problem
Yeah, I got connection with the narcos
Had to scan the room like it's a barcode
On the top floor, gettin' top dough
Hot like Culiacán, you know I got those
I ain't gotta reach, cause
Lil boy ain't 'bout that shit, lil boy ain't 'bout that shit
Lil boy ain't 'bout that shit, lil boy ain't 'bout that shit
Mami, bounce that shit, mami, bounce that shit
Mami, bounce that shit, mami, bounce that shit
I don't plan on leavin' out the top (Never)
My bitch is probably pullin' on a opp (Bah, bah)
Them migos hold thеm cookies in they socks (In they socks)
If you gеt caught, they ain't no snitchin' on the block
And all that talkin' they be doing, in one ear and out the other
If you weren't sleepin' on the floor with me
Then you is not my brother
I had them homies in the cut with me, was trappin' out the hunnid
Get the rush in me they might just let it burn like I was Usher
Always outside with it
Mob is gon' ride with it
Mafia gon' slide with it
Puh, puh, puh, puh
Always outside with it, mob is gon' ride with it
Mafia gon' slide with it
Puh, puh, puh, puh
Selling out these shows
I don't need rock (On God, trap)
Pointers on my nec
They worth a lot (Worth a lot)
Plugged in with the gente
They on lock (With the homies)
Fucked your baby momma
She a thot (She a thot)
All these chumps be tryin'
But you know them boys my children (Lil boy)
Been done the corridos so you know I had to switch it
These fools ain't humilde, so they fallin' off the business
Started my own label so you know that I don't need you
Lil boy ain't 'bout that shit, lil boy ain't 'bout that shit
Lil boy ain't 'bout that shit, lil boy ain't 'bout that shit
Mami, bounce that shit, mami, bounce that shit
Mami, bounce that shit, mami, bounce that shit
Always outside with it, mob is gon' ride with it
Mafia gon' slide with it
Puh, puh, puh, puh
Always outside with it, mob is gon' ride with it
Mafia gon' slide with it
Puh, puh, puh, puh
Puh, puh, puh
Puh-puh-puh, puh, puh, puh, puh, puh
Puh-puh-puh, puh, puh, puh, puh, puh
Fuerza Regida
Credits
Writer(s): Jocelyn Donald, Javier Mercado, Sebastian Bink, Kaj Dellensen, Jesus Ortiz Paz, Jesus Jr. Rodriguez, Osbaldo Sanchez, Moises Lopez, Fademeupchino
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