Is it recording?

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Ayy, yeah

I'ma roll twenty-sixes, scraping on the switches

Boney got the single cab filled up with bitches

Boney never misses when he shoot his shot

Got a bitch like Beyoncé and I took her to the spot

Took her to the Nawf, off the jail route

Fucked the bitch good, now we eating Nihao

Creepin' through the hood, jamming to Secreto

Too much potholes, you know I'm riding lento

Que toquen Los Dorados, rumbo pa'l Mayitos

Stop by Rollie and pick up some perico

Pick up some gallitos 'cause I like to get high

When I drive by, the bitches wave hi

Me dicen "El Goloso", vato paletoso

Con los ojos rojos traigo ritmo muy sabroso

Chingos de feria, pero yo no lo presumo

Bajo la ventana y se sale todo el humo

Fumo yo la mota, screaming, "Fuck the chota"

Y de mi la torta con tu hermana la gordota

Homie, ¿qué te importa if I'm getting paid?

Hating on me won't get you laid

Bone play your maid with the taper fade

I'm the Lone Star, check the diamonds on the chain

Gripping wood grain or I'm riding Billy's

Worried 'bout my bread, give a fuck about your feelings

The bitches say they miss me, send me hugs and kisses

Got more dough than Shipley's, more coco than Disney

The game up for grabs, so you know I took it

Jordan 95 'cause I'm back on my bullshit

Saca la bolsita, saca la ollita

Para que se jalen todas las morritas

Morenas, güeritas, gordas, flaquitas

Altas y chiquitas, aquí no se agüitan

Bebecita o bebesota

Cuerpo de diosa o cuerpo de pelota

A mí no me importa, tráeme la que afloja

Una pelirroja quiso pasar la boca

I could've bought a Lexus, but I'm from Texas

Lifted F250 'cause I like to drive reckless

Fifty on the necklace, fifty on the cuello

Bet fifty bands, bet it on Canelo

Bet on Bam Rodriguez out of San Antone

Telling all you hoes never call my phone

Never call my línea, coca de la fina

Pura da badichi, mi bien la esquina

Pa' la codeína for the codeine

Yeah, I got the fuego like the cumbia king

The bitches love me like I'm Pee Wee

French kissing bitches, yeah, they want the wee-wee

I got the chocolate, but ain't shit sweet

Like Pedro Infante coming out the streets

Salsa y aguacate, wagyu on the meat

Y como cacahuate, I go nuts on the beats, motherfucker