MEXICAN 42 DUGG & LIL BABY LYRICS:

Digging a tunnel to get past the border
We going under, we can't go over
Now I'm in America, I got a job
I go to your table, I'm taking your order
My mama still throwing her chancla
I'm balling but not on the cancha
You can keep laughing, haha
Shooter gonna smoke you, ganja
Polo camisa with the collar, turn the pesos into dollars
Ella quiere llamar she blow up my phone I'm not gonna call her
This a mini van, not a Panamera
Subiendo como una escalera
I got the bread, call me Panera
From Mexico and I fly the bandera
I ate frijoles I'm taking a dump
Me and my homies we don't like Trump
Mexicano 42 Dugg, I'm shorter than Lil Pump

I'm a young vato coming out the ghetto
You can test me pero no tengo miedo
Tengo dinero, dinero, dinero
Yo tengo millones y tu tienes cero
They know I'm a takuache and I got the bands
Tengo dos trocas, Chevy and Ram
I'm in a cartel, Sinaloa
When I come in they know who I am
Mi hermano got sick from coronavirus
Drinking Modelo since I was a fetus
Food not Mexicano, I'm not gonna eat it
Pull up in a troca and it's two seated
Louis V belt, Nike zapatos
I'm with the cholos, I'm with the vatos
Ye ye ye, estamos pagados
Ye ye ye, estamos pagados

I be out robbing the gringos
They cannot speak the lingo
I put a .45 to your face, we don't play games no bingo
I'm getting high, yo voy a volar
I got the dope, Pablo Escobar
Get a tequila when I'm at the bar
Tengo mucho drip pero no soy el mar
I got a new phone now who this?
You cannot play me like I'm stupid
Por mi se cayo, she ride me, caballo
We party like Cinco De Mayo
Pouring the lean in the Jose Cuervo
Es que you voy a tomar
No tengo un corazón, por eso no puedo amar
Yeah I had to kick her out, that puta got me Taco Bell
Don't be calling me no beaner, pinche gringo go to hell
Boy you looking like El Chapo, short and fat, look at yourself
I hope I don't get deported like my homie Uriel

(2X)
I'm a young vato coming out the ghetto
You can test me pero no tengo miedo
Tengo dinero, dinero, dinero
Yo tengo millones y tu tienes cero
They know I'm a takuache and I got the bands
Tengo dos trocas, Chevy and Ram
I'm in a cartel, Sinaloa
When I come in they know who I am
Mi hermano got sick from coronavirus
Drinking Modelo since I was a fetus
Food not Mexicano, I'm not gonna eat it
Pull up in a troca and it's two seated
Louis V belt, Nike zapatos
I'm with the cholos, I'm with the vatos
Ye ye ye, estamos pagados
Ye ye ye, estamos pagados