Solid Baby Bash (Ft. C-Kan & South Park Mexican)

[Chorus: Baby Bash]
I don't need no Louis
I don't, I don't need no Gucci
All I need is some solid muthafuckers in my booshies
These putos tryna threw me but these jotos can't get through me
I put that on my momma that my life a real movie
Yo no quiero Gucci
Yo no, yo no quiero Louis
Lo onico que quiero son mis perros en mi booshies
These putos tryna threw me but these jotos can't get through me
Lo pongo en mi madre that my life's a real movie

[Verse 1: Baby Bash]
I put that on my abuela Mashela
Gon' stay together, whatever
These putos fed up but still gon' get my bread up
Never led up, keep my head up
Leave my chin in the wind
Because my stilo is so frio, I'm a cold Mexican
Some say the coldest
The youngest, the oldest
You still the throdist and they notice
To remain humbled and focused
Because I been there before
Step on the couch and the flow
And then hear the lick from the now and then
Because my money was low
The story practice so innocent
I didn't mean to embellish
Living in a world that's so selfish
And I didn't want to be held in this
We'll keep the real from the fake
The [?] from the shake
My ribs ain't showin', we all eatin' steak now