Mamichula

I call this baby
My mamichula
Hot body
She's naked
Very indecent
Very hot, I catch you head-on

Yes, she told me to call her mamichula

I'm feeling good, not armed
Only my belt carries the pieces
You won't want to make me mad
If you mess with me, a bullet in your head

Stick with me because I'm badass
Always on point, calm and poised
Don't compare me, I don't like gossip
If you want to talk about me, say it to my face (ah)

Three types of weed I rolled in this paper
Roll it and light it up
If you test my crew's faith
My gun unloads the clip
The toughest of the slope
Observe and learn
My drip bothers
It's a gold chain and Fendi panties

Today I'm at the party, I make them come down
If you want my green, don't change the subject
They didn't believe, I told them to fuck off
I share my profit with those who were there
Fool who paid for my drugs and the girls' drinks
Trying to get some
But I left with two hot babes
For the after-party without calling you

I call this baby
My mamichula
Hot body
She's naked
Very indecent
Very hot, I catch you head-on

Mess with the girls
But if it were a guy, I wouldn't care
I'm already carrying the responsibility on my shoulders
My bag can handle it

He carries my bag
Full of joints
Bullet in the cup, four more in the pocket
Comedy gets emotional, he'll be stuck

Hash poking through my clothes
Crew from the armored car
My belt only walks with an extended clip
If you show your face, you'll get shot

Hey! I'm not a criminal, but if you mess with me, you'll get shot
From now on, my new alias is: Mamichula
Alright?

Mamichula