Narcos lyrics

[Intro]
I'm getting tired of all these f*ckin' Mexicans in my f*ckin' neighborhood
And their loud-ass Mariachi music and their quinceañeras
Can they just build a wall already?
Someone needs to put an end to this

[Chorus: N7]
Ooh, I got pesos, but give me more
You want plata o plomo like Pablo?
My shooters like Narcos, got plenty poles
Been trappin' out bricks out in Juarez, Mexico
I drop the top like Geronimo
Told your b*tch to come hop in like vamanos
Knocked you a head honcho like adiós
Young rich ése, I'm still in the barrio

[Verse 1: N7]
Gettin' pesos, I ain't worried 'bout no puto (Puto)
n*ggas ridin' in Porsches like a burro
In the kitchеn whippin' up, no menudo
She said, "How much you got?" I said, "Mucho"
You ain't talkin' no dinero, I don't spеak no English
Bustdown the AP, whole wrist anemic
di*k like elote, made a b*tch wanna eat it
I could never love a ho, never take a b*tch serious
She told me beat it up like piñata
Hit her once, I won't call her back mañana
Chopper had his ass dancin' like la bamba (Arriba)
My wrist a bustdown thotiana
I'm a wetback with a lot of bands (Water)
Posted on the block like a taco stand
Screamin' f*ck Trump and his f*ckin' fans
No cap, I think I could whip your motherf*ckin' ass
[Chorus: N7]
Ooh, I got pesos, but give me more
You want plata o plomo like Pablo?
My shooters like Narcos, got plenty poles
Been trappin' out bricks out in Juarez, Mexico
I drop the top like Geronimo
Told your b*tch to come hop in like vamanos
Knocked you a head honcho like adiós
Young rich ése, I'm still in the barrio

[Verse 2: Pwap]
Ooh, it's Pwap from the Wicked, the P for pressure (On God)
My brother, my vato, my f*ckin' stepper
Get the pack from Chihuahua, my tío Hector
On the phone with abuela make me feel better
Tell me rotate the cash or that mozzarella
Always keepin' white b*tches like Cinderella
Feel like Pablo or Chapo, but put together
Don't step in this function if you not with it
Make my b*tch set you up, Nina shank your titties
They gon' cap on the 'Book like they step on n*ggas
But in person, these n*ggas be really b*tches
I done f*cked baby mamas and n*ggas' b*tches
Beat that pus*y piñata like Uncle Willie
Make her ride and reverse it and pop a wheelie
She gon' pop her a Perc' and then pop a titty
[Chorus: N7]
Ooh, I got pesos, but give me more
You want plata o plomo like Pablo?
My shooters like Narcos, got plenty poles
Been trappin' out bricks out in Juarez, Mexico
I drop the top like Geronimo
Told your b*tch to come hop in like vamanos
Knocked you a head honcho like adiós
Young rich ése, I'm still in the barrio