Suavecito Xavy Rusan & Marc Spano

[Intro: Narrator, Xavy Rusan]
In our community, some people have achieved a special kind of status. They drove big cars, wore beautiful clothes, and owned some of the most desirable things life has to offer (Ay) Almost without trying (Look), they seem to have gotten things for which most of the people were working so hard

[Verse 1]
I don’t need a nigga tryna tell me what’s what
Shuttin’ shit down, please shut the fuck up
Baby ridin’ with me, ass like a dump truck
And it leave you dumbfounded, that’s ‘cause you a dumb fuck
Got the nip tuck, don’t make me untuck
Comin’ down swangin’ wood like a nunchuck
Had to slow thе fun down just to get my funds up
Now I’m burnin’ backwoods ‘til they fuck my lungs up
I got a sweet life, lookin’ likе a sweet lick
I could turn your house party into freaknik
These Bs wanna C-D on some G-shit
I’m too H-I, don’t J-K with me, bitch
I’m the type of nigga that they make movies on
My shit to be on anything that you be on
I’m cut from a cloth that the Gods probably stop makin’
Now my niggas cop bakings, duckin’ from the cop makin’
Stirrin’ up the pot, makin’ shit for the table
I could fuck your whole life up, I’m willin’ and able
In the culture, don’t need you, my shit is a staple
Why you drownin’ in the misery? I’m swimmin’ in grateful, nigga

[Interlude]
You talkin’ ‘bout
(*Laughs*) Tis I!
Papacito, [?], you know what it is