Mexicanos in the Carro (Remix) Lyrics

The Mexicanos in the carro

I ponder, I listen, I recite

And yet I ain't doing shit with my fucking life

I told myself fuck it, be patient for the night

I won't rush it, think I like, imma wait it out this time

Think I'm blind to all these bitches, you can call me Matt Murdock

Your brodie carrying switches, still can't catch a fucking murder

And if you try to pitch it, best believe they'll be a murder

I bet you I won't tip it, I'll go to the next server

I keep a thumper on me, you would think I'm batting lashes

I keep them slumpers on me, I done took like all your stashes

And if you want the smoke, swear to god I'll fucking match it

I'll leave you on a scene, I ain't talking shot by magik

That bitch she said I'm toxic, I don't even talk to her

Get her wetter than a faucet, when I barely talk to her

And I'm smoking pure tropic, yeah it got me out this world

And I've been a hot topic, you would think you're at the store

The Mexicanos in the carro

So what you gonna do when I come and hunt you?

The Mexicanos in the carro

So what you gonna do when I come and hunt you?

The Mexicanos in the carro

If it's up then it's stuck, that's what's up

This gun I keep it tucked, keep it by my fucking belt

Your brodie is a chump, on his head he got a lump

From this motherfucking punch that his face done fucking felt

And these drugs I fucking sell, lord forgive for what I've dealt

Head ringing like a bell, all these junkies in my ear

And your mans is gonna tell, now you stuck inside a cell

Homies girl was in a cell, and she still took the charge

I'm going so hard, I'm stepping so far

I'm at the top of pyramids, you at the bottom row

Like bitch I'm street smart, and school wasn't hard

But I chose to make my dividends that's why I'm still enrolled bitch!