Hola

Well if it ain't that hot spitta, guap getta, that's snow

All in the hospital they go

Hop in the Benz, Jetta or Rolls with a I'm a kill em all slow

And I be walkin with a bunch of swag

Fuck that word, fuck, I'm back

She just like Kirko, yep it bangs

And I'm beatin' muthafuckas like a punching bag

When I walk up in the club and these boys wanna look pink

Wetter than a tub, and in time I'm rollin up

You can check on all my funds

And you know I'm comin' up

Cause I made a couple fuckin' hundred grand in a month

And I got the rubber bands that'll snap right back

And I got the upper hand cause I came right back

And like I never ever left cause I'm sick like that

Cali-swag with the pistol grip pump on my lap

Hola, hola, bitch que pasa, break out the patron and vodka

Hola, hola, bitch que pasa, break out the patron and vodka

Hola, hola, bitch que pasa, break out the patron and vodka

Tron and vodka, bitch que pasa, break out the patron and vodka

Break it out, toke it up, mix that shit up in my cup

Break it out, toke it up, mix that shit up in my cup

Break it out, toke it up, mix that shit up

Break it out, toke it up, mix that shit up in my cup

Yo, um, um, hola, what's up

Got the purple and the double cup

And I'm so high, got em all lookin up

And I bet every guy in the club wanna touch

Little chick in the shades and the smile in the cut

Bet they all blind, if they not, look it up

Cause the girl with the crunk group of girls yellin what

Throwin bows, gettin drunk, better tussle in club

They be yellin break it out, hold that drank

Break it down, smoke that dank

Gonna make it loud, what y'all think

Got purple clouds, and my Got em messed up, these girls stay trippin

But not this girl, cause this girl stay pimpin

And I was always taught get in where you fit in

And I fit in really well in like every single city

Yo, look, um, I be knowin everyone wanna come alive

When I derive and I be spittin that fire

Everybody got that look in their eyes

When I get down on stage and then I get a little higher

Cause I buy y'all bars

Y'all thought y'all stars

My crew don't ever get tired

Cause they wired

Liquor buy yours

Higher just as my little picture on the flyer

Chicks stay shocked how we steppin about

Cars with no top how we gettin' around

Thought y'all hot, we coolin' em down

And my guns gon' clap while we checkin the sounds

Hola, hola, bitch que pasa, break out the patron and vodka

Hola, hola, bitch que pasa, break out the patron and vodka

Hola, hola, bitch que pasa, break out the patron and vodka

Tron and vodka, bitch que pasa, break out the patron and vodka

Break it out, toke it up, mix that shit up in my cup

Break it out, toke it up, mix that shit up in my cup

Break it out, toke it up, mix that shit up

Break it out, toke it up, mix that shit up in my cup