Letras
Yeah
Mustard, what's happenin', nigga?
Yeah
(Mustard on the beat, hoe)
For the cheese like nachos, I'll pull up on a nigga pronto (yeah, what's up?)
Ridin' for the guapo, it's just me and my vato (me and my vato)
If money ain't the convo, tell me what the hell you call for (what the hell you call for?)
As soon as the block close, it's just me and my vatos (it's just me and my vatos)
It's just me and my vatos (bang)
It's just me and my vatos (West coast)
It's just me and my vatos (West coast)
It's just me and my vatos
I'm talkin' bout bald head, tatted up ese's
CV70's in Frente
Hold up, they ain't never on that bitch shit (hold up)
Fuck a chicklet, they on the corner with that biscuit
Called 'em up like (brrp), nigga need that (brrp)
Said that money good, my vato pulled up like (skrrt)
He ain't playin' wit' it, that pistol permanent, he stayin' wit' it
Yeah, he tryna live his dreams, so he layin' wit' it
Uh, and I helped him cross the border
Now he finally seen his daughter
And his vato just got shot up
He hit the block, and all you heard was
Blocka, blocka, blocka, blocka!
For the cheese like nachos, I'll pull up on a nigga pronto
Ridin' for the guapo, it's just me and my vato (me and my vato)
If money ain't the convo, tell me what the hell you call for (what the hell you call for? Huh?)
As soon as the block close, it's just me and my vatos (it's just me and my vatos, yeah)
It's just me and my vatos (bang)
It's just me and my vatos (me and my fuckin' vato)
It's just me and my vatos (and my fuckin' vato)
It's just me and my vatos (let's go!)
¿Qué pasa, homes? I'm caked up, need a loan (yeah)
I'm talkin' pesos, nigga, leave me the fuck alone
I'm talkin' big chips, nachos
Rappin' 'bout another nigga life, well, it's not yours
Catch me out, G'd up, mobbin' like the cholo
52 rounds in the chop, nigga YOLO
Get right, get you what you want like the Costco
Nigga pullin' up on a chicken like at Roscoe's
Black hammer, bandana, yellow box, arm hammer
It came out Laredo, sent 'em out to Atlanta
Me and my nigga toss sour cream and nachos
Fuck wit' my nigga, I'll knock the beef up out your taco
For the cheese like nachos, I'll pull up on a nigga pronto (huh, what's up?)
Ridin' for the guapo (YG, what it do, nigga?) It's just me and my vato (Young Mustard, what's happenin'?)
If money ain't the convo (ain't the convo, nigga), tell me what the hell you call for (what the hell you call for? Yeah?)
As soon as the block close (block close, nigga), it's just me and my vatos (it's just me and my vatos, let's go)
It's just me and my vatos (bang)
It's just me and my vatos (let's go)
It's just me and my vatos (hey)
It's just me and my vatos
Headed to the guapo, it's just me and my vato (it's just me and my vatos)
Ridin' wit' the heater in the winter wit' the top gone (ridin' wit' the top gone)
For the cheese like a nacho, I'll knock the beef out your taco
When it come to Velveeta, I do not play bout my peso
It's just me and my vato, we in a Porsche on Rodeo
Tryna find us a J-Lo to paint a face like it's make-up
If you play with the queso, them bullets flyin' rapido
Call my vatos like, andale, go and pick up ladrillos
My compadres, my partners, aka my amigos
And they play with gambino, don't touch it if it poquito (hey)
If it ain't 'bout guapo, lil' nigga don't call (no)
'Cause I don't wanna talk, fall back, nigga, pause (yeah)
I don't play about my vatos (no)
When it come to 'em, give a nigga that trabajo
For the cheese like nachos, I'll pull up on a nigga pronto
Ridin' for the guapo, it's just me and my vato (me and my vato)
If money ain't the convo, tell me what the hell you call for (what the hell you call for?)
As soon as the block close, it's just me and my vatos (it's just me and my vatos, let's go)
It's just me and my vatos (bang)
It's just me and my vatos (yeah, hey)
It's just me and my vatos (hey, yeah)
It's just me and my vatos