Narcos - Young Buck

I’m bout to run me up a check again

Thank the Lord, I just met another Mexican

What it do, I’ve been paying the same price as you

Bitch go do something about it

If you don’t like it too

We traffickin

I take an Uber, bring it straight to ya

I got shooters who gon shoot it out with the state troopers

Carbon with the cooler, dress in black, go get the mula

Still I pull up and pick up the pack, don’t let me fool ya

I’m rockin Givenchy in these trenches, nigga

I put insurance on the bags that they sent me, nigga

I know the lil nigga that ran off with that sack

I know them people too, that mailed his head back

I can’t wait to open this (trap)

There’s so much dope in this (trap)

I got about a million on me, hope that they don’t notice this (trap)

I know a green thumb whiteboy who just growed us this

You done changed my whole life boy

When you sold us this

Let’s throw a bottle party

Feel like Pablo in these projects

Party, party, party, like Chapo got out, bitch

Loco, loco, loco, we got coco

Only real niggas in my photo

Only real killas in my photo

Only real trappas in my photo

Loco, loco, loco, we got coco

Only real plugs in my photo

Narco, narco, narco, we got cargo

Cheech, he just go get the yayo, that’s Amado

I got the 18-wheelers rolling, full throttle

I got him he lost his collar

Niggas been warrin lately

Territor-in lately

I’ve been in somebody bitch kitchen goin crazy

I’ve been on somebody block sellin 400 maybe

I’m making sure niggas get shot that do not pay me

Let’s throw a bottle party

Feel like Pablo in these projects

Party, party, party, like Chapo got out, bitch

Loco, loco, loco, we got coco

Only real niggas in my photo

Only real killas in my photo

Only real trappas in my photo

Loco, loco, loco, we got coco

Only real plugs in my photo

I’m bout to run me up a check again

Thank the Lord, I just met another Mexican