Quii - Lil Mexiico Lyrics

I gotta foreign lil bitch
She be sucking my dick
And I call her lil Mexico

She gone off tequila
I told her to keep it
I rather be high off the vegetables

I Can't have sex with a bitch
Rather flex on a bitch
Like I'm Mr. Incredible

She noticed I'm good on my own
Now she hacking my phone
Tryna see if I'm texting hoes
Uuuh
There's too many dates on my schedule
There's too many side hoes ahead of you
I sit back and think how i got so ahead of these niggas I took bout a step or 2

I'm all in her water like fentanyl
I got the gas like a Texaco
As soon as I get it I get the shit off
Like I posted free gas up on Let it go

Bitch i'm a dog Pet-co
Shawty gimme yo tail like a gecko
I'll kick yo ass in these retros
Then boom on a nigga like metro

(BOOM)
Nigga we will f*ck You up
Nigga this ain't what you want
If you want smoke then roll up
Well light yo ass up like a blunt

Kick down yo door what it is?
F*ck nigga tell me what's happening
I believe what's right like a pacifist
But trust and believe pass a fist

If a nigga want smoke match it then
I'm the best and I haven't been practicing
On my way to the top
Don't you come to my spot
Lil baby if you ain't got ratchet friends

My Niggas need parts like a fraction bitch
All my niggas need parts like they actin scripts
I will make your jaw lean like some activist
Put that bitch to the side like a tassel is

I Put it on Benjamin Franklin himself bitch nigga I've never been counterfeit
And just like Hitler I got all the juice
My nigga come meet me at Auschwitz

I don't care if you offended
Come get your bitch out my mentions
Bitch nigga pull up your britches
I'm a need all of my digits

Your money short like a midget
I'm tryna build up the riches
I got the drip like I'm aqua man
I'll leave yo ass sleeping with fishes

I gotta get me a hunnit grand
Then you can call me the money man
I keep all my money in bundles
Big bundles that break all my rubber bands

Niggas is clowns they so funny man
My niggas be strapped like the taliban
When we up'd on yo ass with that upper hand
I understand why yo ass hit the running man

I understand why you ain't getting money man
Its prolly cuz you ain't no hustler
I think I'm a psychic I got in her mind
And got that Bitch wet without touching her