OMG

X2
I can’t believe I made it
Omg
The fuck out my face
Omg
Don’t fuck up my aesthetic
I turn up
Ain't fucking with you bitches
Had enough

Woke up in a cruise
Ensenada
Cash out
At the Tropicana
No giving up
Yeah
Got it from my momma
Viva la raza
Soy Mexicana

Zoot zoot zooted
No me importa nada
Check in the mail
With the commas
Yeah
Into the groove
Like Madonna
Yeah
I could make a bitch sweat
Like a sauna

Imma
Take care of
My people that’s
A promise
Shining bright star
Lit up from the darkness
Fuck love
Bitch I’m heartless
Imma get my money up
That’s regardless

X2
I can’t believe I made it
Omg
The fuck out my face
Omg
Don’t fuck up my aesthetic
I turn up
I ain’t playing with you bitches
Had enough

I see you
Watching
My moves
You like what you see
Yes you do
The one
The only
The truth
You ain’t fucking my crew

You’ll always be number two
You can’t do the things
I’ve been riding in a coup
I might buy some Gucci shoes
If I see it
Then I buy
I don’t care what’s the price
Yeah I birth a couple clones
Yeah I gave you bitches life

X2
I can’t believe I made it
Omg
The fuck out my face
Omg
Don’t fuck up my aesthetic
I turn up
Ain't fucking with you bitches
Had enough