Medellín

The racks poke up out the jeans The racks poke up out the jeans On some shit from Medellin on some shit from Medellin The racks poking out the jeans I can't think without my weed And all I speak is Guapanese We was serving all the fiends And I used a triple beam And we higher like Indeed Had to triple stack my cheese And I like her on her knees Man, I f*ck I feel fatigued,And I'm ballin' out the league I just spent a couple Gs On some shit from Medellin I'm the one that got a bag I'm the one that got em mad I'm the one that barely talk But I'm the one that's on yo ass I'm a baller check the stats I'm a dog but in a cat I'm the one that's with the smoke But I don't want no cataracts Don't Call me if your phone is tapped I hit licks up on this jack In an hour made a stack spent all and made it back Junkies in and out the trap Warren Sapp, I got a sack I know that that back door closed But I'm still gon' watch my back Yeah, I like my money blue in a coupe I'm with my boo I got power, I'm the truth in the club not in the suit How much money I done blew? Got a shot for you and you Bitches coming from my angles Man, I don't know who to choose The racks poking out the jeans I can't think without my weed And all I speak is Guapanese We was serving all the fiends And I used a triple beam And we higher like Indeed Had to triple stack my cheese And I like her on the knees Man, I f*ck I feel fatigued And I'm ballin out the league I just spent a couple G's On some shit from Medellin I like to smoke gelato I sip straight out the bottle My shit from overseas And my plug name is Pablo My whip got forgiatos Keep a gun wherever I go They don't love me I know gotta watch the cards that I show They don't love me I know But I got some hoes who follow My gun like it sing And this bitch can hit a high note I was broke with high hopes She gon' cream whenever I stroke She keep going through my phone I switched her name to Five-O In a push to start No you don't want no war I paint a nigga block it get out take pictures of my art In a push the start No, you don't want no war I paint a nigga block get out take pictures of my art The racks poking out the jeans I can't think without my weed And all I speak is Guapanese We was serving all the fiends And I used a triple beam And we higher like Indeed Had to triple stack my cheese And I like her on her knees Man, I fucked I feel fatigued And I'm ballin out the league I just spent a couple G's On some shit from Medellin (I need drugs)