Salsa Confuego - Sheek Louch

Be easy, I’m too greasy, you too cute

I will shoot through that suit, through them vapes (?), through those drapes

At night, well alright, we fuckin'

Who him?

He’s nothin'

Y’all got kids?

They straight

He want you back?

Too late

I’m hood but I’m grown

You can stay broke on your own

Got houses, no loans

Vacation spots, no phones

Just my guns and my ones

PS4, the Xbox is my son’s

Just some weed and some brown

I was broke as a kid but right now nigga I’m ballin'

Keep it goin' Daisy (?)

I’m ballin'

Wooooo

I had bapes, I backed up

I was hot in the streets, I racked up

We met Puff, I plaqued up

I got famous like, «bitch back up!»

I’m too cold, check the pulse

Ask about me, any beat, never froze

My niggas major, look at the shows

All that bitch talk, where your hoes?

You say you fresh, where ya clothes?

I heard you trappin' and rattin', who knows?

I stay far, I don’t get close

When I see you, just 'what's up,' that’s the most

Bad energy, you can keep it

And that money you want to borrow?

That’s our secret

Just some weed and some brown

I was broke as a kid but right now, nigga, I’m ballin' (nigga I’m ballin')