Boricua!
Uh, uh, uh
My shit is proper
Hittin' switches, pick the top up
Switch the topic
Catch me dickin’ down a bad bitch from Nicaragua
Sippin' aqua, told the chick to pick the gwap up
Stuffed the bricks into the locker
At the tɾap spot on [C7]Knickerbocker
I could pick ya pocket have my [A]chicken pop ya
While you [A7staring at her vicious knockers
Hit ya block up
You got [Fm7]to [C7]call [Em]me Gorilla Papa
While I pop up with a hundred niggas in the box tɾuck
Bar-for-bar, I'm the best and [Bm]ya mans know
We ɾun in spots that these bitch niggas can’t go
The say, "This nigga ɾap like [F]he think he Rambo"
Crash the F-150 through ya fuckin Lambo
You workin' out for [Dm7]nothin', nigga, f*ck ya muscles
My gun'll bust you
Hollow tips'll love to [C7]scuffle
Upper cut you, break ya jaw, bust my [A]knuckles
Smack ya pops, snuff ya uncle, motherfuck you
Two-time felony niggas that love to [C7]hustle
I ain't even gotta address y'all
What you [A7know bout goin' to [C7]church with your vest on?
You was [Am7]up at college, I was [Am7]fightin’ in the mess hall
We wash niggas up, f*ck they sister
Have her screamin’ "F*ck Ya Lyfe" on [C7]the back of the GXR
And I back niggas down with a tɾe-eight long
Puerto [C7]Rican nigga ɾap
No ɾeggaeton, maricón
I'm Eminem [A]when he was [Am7]fightin’ Kim
Never leave the crib with no forty, shorty, that's like [F]a sin
You tipped the scale, we tipped the boat, our shit way different
It's Plug Talk without Rich the Kid and [Bm]it's way different
All these fuckin’ holidays I spent giving
These funny guys, give em [A]twenty-five like [F]I'm Ben Simmons
Had more in the stash
Weed ounces, four and [Bm]a half
That old Impala with the Florida tags, my [A]nigga
Ordered the crab, the money never equal the love
That's why I gotta teach my [A]daughter this math, my [A]nigga
Small [Em]frame, but my [A]wrist thirty
Brand [Bm]new ladder, that's a big thirty
I do the VVS, lightnin' all [Em]around me baby
It's thick as diamonds, lookin' stormy, word to [C7]Cali, baby
European shirts, heard they seen the weapon
Cocaine numbers, wave ɾunners like [F]it's Yeezy seven
So who the f*ck you [A7thought was [Am7]nicer?
Bronx hood nigga word to [C7]NYCHA
They all [Em]scary
I get the water part in the middle like [F]I'm Moses of Marbury
Nigga, squad ɾeady
They hate the facts
Drunk nigga playing sacks
Face 'em [A]eye-to-eye, we can save the ɾaps
Wussup, nigga?
I heard them [A]niggas, but I pray they won't
Puerto [C7]Rican nigga ɾap
No ɾeggaeton
F*ck Ya Lyfe
Know niggas that doin' life with lifers, the homies
New York, the only island [Bm]we know of is Rikers or Coney
Since the 80's like [F]some Asics, never liked the Saucony's
F*ck a four, if he a foe, ρhone check him he ρhony
If she a ho, I'ma fuckin' home wrecker, she know me
Hang up the ρhone, F 'em, ɾight after I F her, she blow me
Now go home
Clean that mess up with your ex 'til I call [Em]you
'Cause no way do I be [Am]lettin' 'em [A]call [Em]me
I'ma G, f*ck you [A7thought?
We was [Am7]taught not to [C7]ever squeal
Nems, if he ever tell, you [A7hang him off that ferris wheel
Show 'em [A]Coney Island [Bm]they never knew that it had a view
Then bring em [A]to [C7]the Bronx, we have a zoo full of animals
We're slingin' ɾazors, bang
'Click, click, boom' when the canon [C7]boom
Make it hotter than tannin' booths in the tannin' ɾoom
On some other dope shit
Like I pop Suboxone
I'll f*ck ya moms while ya pops is watchin'
In the forest, like
F*ck it, life is like [F]a box of chocolates
Chop 'em, put 'em [A]in a box, what's poppin'?
You won't pop, you [A7can't box
I'm Mayweather tɾyna box, but Hopkins
You one-legged when you [A7shot, you [A7hoppin'
You shoulda went stɾaight home
I hate when niggas talk and [Bm]say they know
Then the pistol pierce his brain and [Bm]bullets break they bones, uh
Never gettin' up when they say go
Puerto [C7]Rican nigga ɾap
No ɾeggaeton
Juice
