Rio de Janeiro

L A Z Y Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Brazil just like Baghdad
They use pix, pay no cash app
Leave the favela wrapped in a trash bag
Moto taxi, no Uber cab

Ha-she, it's like taking dabs
Nice Boonda, mean nice ass
On the beach of Búzios right now
And for some reason, I'm thinking of my dad

I got an army now in Mecae
Feeling like I'm Uncle Sam
Jelly how her ass move
And I hate it when my gun jam

Copacabana
Just working, yeah working on my sun tan
House of pressure, HerRide
I'm still working on my own brand

Kanners on how I'm supposed to dance
Kannon too heavy pulling down my pants
Shorty said I'm Gustavo, then licked her lips
I said I understand

Sigma in Brazil
Alpha get Kappa like nothing damn
And that's a college reference
So half y'all wouldn't understand

Ok, y'all big shit, big shit
Aight then, pop off
Got a 9-yr-old with a tattoo
A Glock, pull up and knock you off

We got police on payroll
So lil' dude, please knock it off
I just bought my Brazilian a car
Eww stop playing with me and a brand new loft

Any country, any state
Just let me know where we riding to
Any hood, any patio
Just let me know who I'm supplying to

In the favela or the back of the jungle
With a few Glocks, no lion dude
With some bad bitches, I mean bad bitches
And hell yeah, they all types of rude

Corvette just means more sex
And tell the truth, I ain't got time now
D.C. said it's go time
I guess that means it's time to shine now

Five stars everything when I eat
Or even lie down
Mansion out in Rio
With bad bitches just laying around

And they do coke but prefer La La
Elmo red, give me the Cookie Monster
I'm hood rich, I don't need a sponsor
Money therapy, I don't need a counselor

She act lost, let the streets find her
I been broke, y'all my reminders
If you cut up, I'll have the homie line you
If you run off, I'll have the homies find you
Then we bury you

Girl, you so fine, I wanna marry you
My diamond pearl, I'll cherish you
Here's all my money, I'll take care of you