[Intro]
El Chivo K, yeah
El Chivo
[Hook]
You can not be in the gang if you're broke
I be ‘bout my bands ‘bout my dough
Look at all this ice, man that's snow
El Chivo, (he ‘bout to grow, he 'bout to grow, he 'bout to grow)
Finesse for them dollars , yeah I do
I get so much guap, how ‘bout you
Think my bars sick like the flu, yeah I do
All these lame dudes think they cool
[Verse 1]
Aye, I'm just tryna get it
Pedal to the metal then I hit it
People saying things but they ain't really with it
People throwing shade like the windows tinted
They just getting mad because a brother winning
Verse after verse I be k**in
Murder the track so they call me a villain
I'm taking off like a rocket
El Chivo stack mulla got bands in his pocket
I'm zooming like comets, copping raw threads
I don't care what the cost is
Squad ride deep like a team
El Chivo ain't ‘bout it boy what do you mean?
I'm hotter than steam
Finesse them bands is my theme
Gold on my teeth when I smile, it just gleam
When people meet me they think it's a dream
(I get so much green, i get so much green)
(Hook)
You can not be in the gang if you're broke
I be ‘bout my bands ‘bout my dough
Look at all this ice, man that's snow
El Chivo, (he ‘bout to grow, he 'bout to grow, he bout to grow)
Finesse for them dollars , yeah I do
Get so much guap, how ‘bout you
Think my bars sick like the flu, yeah I do
All these lame dudes think they cool
But they not though
I be stacking cheese like a nacho
All these lame dudes think they cool
But really they some fools
(they some fools, they some fools, they some fools, the some fools)
Yeah
(Verse 2)
Line after Line it's just fire
El chivo K they admire
Light that track up like a lighter,I am not pa**ive boy I am a fighter
My bars are like poison and I am the spider
I'm swimming through money, I'm just like a diver
Im a sharp shooter, I'm just like a sniper
Flame in my trail so they call me Ghost Rider (the call me Ghost Rider) Ya
(Hook)
You can not be in the gang if you're broke
I be ‘bout my bands ‘bout my dough
Look at all this ice, man that's snow
El Chivo, (he ‘bout to grow, he 'bout to grow', he 'bout to grow)
Finesse for them dollars , yeah I do
I be getting so much guap, how ‘bout you
Think my bars sick like the flu, yeah I do
All these lame dudes think they cool