Mexico lyrics

[Chorus: Lil Quill & Yung Mal]
Couple bad b*tches on the radar and I ain't even conversatin’
Caught a play way out in Vegas, for them bands, I ain't contemplatin'
I’m in a X6 with my mans, and he in the Lam', on 20, racin'
'Member back then we was f*cked up, twenty bands for me, that's basic
Now we count cash, we might pull up in a Wraith
Big house with the gate, and that sh*t came with a lake
f*ck the fake, we got racks in the safe, lil' b*tch, we straight
Came from sh*t, we got rich, and that sh*t came with some hate

[Verse 1: Lil Quill]
Couple bad b*tches out in Cali tryna slide like a finale
I got migos on the payroll, gettin' work off in the valleys
Rockin' double G, not Balis
Couple hundred G’s off rappin’
Flyin' overseas with the packages
Rockin’ VVS's like candy
Got your main ho on the radar, finna ignore her
I been road runnin', gettin' things off, tryna stack this sh*t far
900 horses my push-start, and I ain’t even add force
New bustdown on my left arm, could've bought a new car

[Chorus: Lil Quill & Yung Mal]
Couple bad b*tches on the radar and I ain't even conversatin'
Caught a play way out in Vegas, for them bands, I ain't contemplatin'
I'm in a X6 with my mans, and he in the Lam', on 20, racin'
'Member back then we was f*cked up, twenty bands for me, that's basic
Now we count cash, we might pull up in a Wraith
Big house with the gate, and that sh*t came with a lake
f*ck the fake, we got racks in the safe, lil' b*tch, we straight
Came from sh*t, we got rich, and that sh*t came with some hate
[Verse 2: Yung Mal]
Got a bad b*tch tryna eat it up, I'm finna nut off in her face
I was down bad 'til I came up, now my name hold weight
Ridin' down 20, Quill in the Lam', I'm in the Wraith
We just passed Candler, I'm droppin' the top, we ready to race
Boy, just look at they face
When I look in they eyes, I see nothin' but hate
Let 'em contemplate
I hit him with this Glock, I bet he shake
Whole gang up, we straight
Twenty on me on the regular day
That sh*t ain't nothin', that's basic K
Couple bad b*tches on the radar but I don't conversate

[Chorus: Lil Quill & Yung Mal]
Couple bad b*tches on the radar and I ain't even conversatin'
Caught a play way out in Vegas, for them bands, I ain't contemplatin'
I'm in a X6 with my mans, and he in the Lam', on 20, racin'
'Member back then we was f*cked up, twenty bands for me, that's basic
Now we count cash, we might pull up in a Wraith
Big house with the gate, and that sh*t came with a lake
f*ck the fake, we got racks in the safe, lil' b*tch, we straight
Came from sh*t, we got rich, and that sh*t came with some hate