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kaleb mitchell - español (feat. topi mandela) lyrics

[intro]
aye, haha, yeah
young mitch-ll, yeah
benchwrmrs ya dig
yeah, aye

[hook]
i don’t speak no spanish, ‘less we talkin’ queso
me and my compadres, we need lots of pesos
tryna feed the family, tired of pinching pennies
it ain’t all about the dollar
but if it’s dollars, i need plenty
i don’t speak no spanish, i don’t speak no spanish
i don’t speak no spanish, ‘less we talkin’ queso, ooh
aye, i don’t speak no spanish, i don’t speak no spanish
nah, i don’t speak no spanish, ‘less we talkin’ queso, ooh

[verse 1]
n-gg-s wanna call me they compadre
i’m just tryna get to south padre
gotta make the money my fiancé
pacing for the pesos like a parlay
pardon me but we gon have to part ways
why you party when you sub par paid
part of people’s problem is that they say
that they making bank
banking on favors
that’s wild behavior, reckless
then again whatchu expecting
checkin, checkings, account
to cop a new necklace, neck em
if it ain’t real, don’t flex it
invest that guap, interest on top
new school guwop
pocket pockets gon pop
got a fine mamacita from the 6 side
calls me papi
bankroll got me c-cky
hard green like broccoli
work ethic so godly
like my uncle named godfrey
good thing praising god’s free
cuz sh-t look how stingy y’all be
i donate, i don’t hate
or discriminate, not at all
just don’t play with my money
that ain’t funny, not at all
keep it straight with my amigos
told em if you with me, vamonos
topi mandela, delegate it to young mitch-ll
gotta tell em how it goes

[verse 2]
came up with holes in the ceiling
every time it rained we had to grab the bucket
times hard but i grind harder, i know all about balling on budget
they be like, why you so mad? really kaleb, what’s the deal bro?
please tell me how’d you feel if it was feces in your cereal
and your mother gotta walk around in pain
and you can’t even do a thing about it
swear to god that i’d prolly lose it if i ain’t come in here and sing about it
know that selling myself short is on the list of things that i won’t be doing
so tell these suckers if you step to me you better
come correct or you can keep it moving
going stupid every single winter
so when summer come around i’m ready for em
man i give it twenty years before these suckers
catch up to what i’m already doing
they told me don’t put your eggs in one basket
but i didn’t listen now i got it cracking
they wasn’t on board and now i’m on a roll
cuz i’m spitting that fire i feel like a dragon
ii turned my p-ssion into a profession
did it myself i don’t need no suggestions
come at crazy i’ll teach you a lesson, i’m giving em h-ll
but my father from heaven
i remember i was riding the bench, now
i’m out here putting numbers on the board
tried to k!ll me but i turned to a beast
so ready or not i’ma settle the score
young mitch-ll

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