MEXICO Video (MV)

Hey

Spanish bitch get on my dick



That's the reason why you visit the six

You dirty bitch



Stop sending your pics



Might as well go talk to a priest




Spanish bitch get on my dick



That's the reason why you visit the six



Smoke this blunt



After that we don't exist






I called my brothers



I called my brothers, yeah

I called my brothers and told em to come

Emergency my whole body went numb



Curly hair dark skin'

Pussy good and I'm payin'

Went too high above the stars



Ooh I'm on mars no speedin' cars

Tequila in my hand



I wanna get back but where do I land

Baby don't be scared, hold my hand



I know where exactly to go, exactly to go, exactly to go, exactly to go

Pack your bags cause we going back, back to Mexico Mexico Mexico




Hey

Spanish bitch get on my dick



That's the reason why you visit the six

Your dirty bitch



Stop sending your pics



Might as well go talk to a priest




Hey

Spanish bitch get on my dick



That's the reason why you visit the six



Smoke this blunt



After that we don't even exist






Bitches can't topple this



Haters can't topple this



Critics can't topple this, huh

There ain't squabble this time



This is a different business



Yay, huh



We do not care bout your interest



Bitch we cuss a lot



Yeah it's unkind, lot to desire, but we expired your Clusterf*ck



Here to retire, all of these guys who attract no riches



Don't know what reach even is



I'm about this even-ness



But my Glock is hedonistic

And I'm



So appalled to even say this shit



Ain't no pause im never calling quits



You be biting on song and call it wits



I spread my wings I call it width



I don't care what you want or who you with



Bitch im

Feel like Hendrix, gold like Tetris



Going off hatred, going off, dangerous



Hit the designer, just to design flaws, we be outside



We got designer flows, It's on sight



What this design called - big dick vibes



We don't reside on bigotry



B you alright get your lingtree up



I got some songs in my linktree



You do well don't Guilt trip



Darling I been on the low, lalala



I can't even count all of my woes, nananana

Heart too cold got 20 hundred below, lalala



Flex but out there you be struggling, sorry that just doesn't bother me, we outside wanna squabble let's go