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january fourteen - hasta la vista! lyrics

[intro]
ayy, yuh
i got salsa in my double cup
look at the way that i run it up
mm, yeah yeah
3, 2, 1, let’s go!

[pre+chorus]
salsa all up in my double cup
i get the money and then imma run it up
hop out the coupe, i pull up on the scene
they wanna kick it, but they are not one of us (b+tch)
b+tch, i’ve been hot like siracha
italian chick, she gone suck me like pasta
she wanna tango, fly to argentina
i’m taking off baby, hasta la vista! (let’s go)
[chorus]
f+ck it up, f+ck it up
look at the way that i f+ck it up
lately, these rappers don’t really impress me
they ran out of talent, they outta luck
run it up, run it up
look at the way that i run it up (okay)
lately, i’ve been catching blessings on blessings
i feel like a bomb, b+tch i’m blowin’ up (pow, pow, pow)

[verse]
mi casa es su casa
hit up my phone, ask her que pasa?
open her legs, hit it, pinata
she told me that she drowning in my salsa (saucin’)
up with the squad, but shoutout to my family (gang, gang)
switchin’ it up, i’m mixing the recipe
steadily prolongin’ up my longevity
hit after hit, i’m creating a legacy
they love when i’m in their ears, singin’ melodies
spittin’ that fuego, i’m scorchin’ my enemies
flow ice+cold, don’t freeze in the clarity
shine like a diamond, do you see the rarity?
sleepin’ on me, but this ain’t a siesta
live it up baby, let’s throw a fiesta
b+tch i’m charged up, my flow feel electric so
i hop out the coochie and hop in a tesla
money mind, thinkin’ bout the pesos
cheese, i’ve been getting to the queso (cash)
versatile, i can’t be labeled
and i’ve been bringin’ a lot to the table (a lot to the table)
under the table, she suckin’ it
rap like mcdonald’s, they tell me they lovin’ it
drive+thru in that b+tch, she come, with no stick
i told her thank you, come again
come again! come again? making this rappin’ sh+t fun again
feel like i’m up on the up again
run it like track meet, they up on the run again
gettin’ the guap like its guac
spillin’ tabasco, i’m keepin’ it hot
she want a sample, i told her don’t drown in it
too hot to handle, still gave it a shot
up in my castle, i’m running the block
caught in a lasso, now she in a knot
i’m wavy, i’m cruisin’, i need me a yacht
they hate me for doing the things that i plot, but
[bridge]
these boys like clowns, no nemo
i’m on fire, don’t catch a heatstroke
wrap it up when i hit, like burrito
kickin’ it with the gang, my amigos

[chorus]
f+ck it up, f+ck it up
look at the way that i f+ck it up (i’m f+ckin’ it up)
lately, these rappers don’t really impress me
they ran out of talent, they outta luck
f+ck it up, f+ck it up
look at the way that i f+ck it up (okay)
lately, i’ve been catching blessings on blessings
i feel like a bomb, b+tch i’m blowin’ up (pow, pow, pow)
[outro]
ep coming soon

- january fourteen lyrics

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