Hola

(Ain't that DJ Chose over there? Look like DJ Chose) Thirty-five thousand on a rich nigga necklace I can make her do the most, tell her, "Catch this" VV's got a lil' bitch real thirsty Trap nigga, Covid couldn't hurt this Run them bands up like a nigga at a track meet Federales on me, tryna tap me Pull up on them pussy-ass niggas, don't at me I turn a gangster rapper to an athlete Hardest stepper turned rappers that's ever (that's ever) How you get away with murder, I'm clever (yee) Run up on a nigga with the pole out (yeah) Pull up on a nigga like, "Hola hola, hola" I'm really thuggin', no lie (no lie) My youngins they take your lil' bro out (hola) Fuck nigga playin' both sides Pull up with a pole out (get, get, get, get) With a choppa like, ho, ho, hola (get, get, get, baow) Ho, ho, hola (get, get) Say, "Hello" to my lil' friend, hola My pistola tryna see what you know 'bout Smoke, lil' buddy like he Somota Shoot up his car, make the back tire blow out Got me a chola, thick ass chocha She can suck dick and cook a real good Torta Puttin' dick in it, I need me ahora (ooh), cállate la boca Chingo, feelin' Pancho Villa, dance with my AK, this my señorita Gang bangin', tryna see what you seein' 'bout Beat your lil' tio and fuck on your tia Kic Doe Clique 'til I'm deep in the grave Pussy, money, weed, stay on my brain You can catch me in Texas sippin' on drank Call my choppa Fredo 'cause that motherfucker bang Fuck nigga playin' both sides Pull up with a pole out (get, get, get, get) With a choppa like, ho, ho, hola (get, get, get, baow) Ho, ho, hola (get, get) Yeah, I got the Wock', Wock' inside my yetti Fatboy, walk around with somethin' heavy Cook his noodle pack and make him spaghetti Close one eye, don't breathe, keep the bitch steady Got his blood on my khakis, I'm feelin' like Jake From State Farm, cowboy hat with some all white Bapes on Push up on your block and I hit up with the napalm I got money, never lonely like Akon Bandolero, soy el mejor, mejor High speed chase, hit the gas, break the peddle One up top, ready to come out the metal You can tell all my haters, I'm on a new level Gettin' top from a nasty ass heifer Can't trust a bitch keep my gun on the dresser How you get away with murder, I'm clever Up the Glock and rock for fella Fuck nigga playin' both sides Pull up with a pole out (get, get, get, get) With a choppa like, ho, ho, hola (get, get, get, baow) Ho, ho, hola (get, get) Ayo, is that That Mexican OT?