There’s three types of questions you should never ask

The ones that you know the answer to

The ones you don’t wanna know the answer to

And the ones that you know you’re not gonna get the right answer out of the person being interrogated

My homie told me I should probably spit some more conscious shit

Got heated and she said it’s because how great my conscience is

I don’t have a calendar because my mind a constant list

Eat my steak simple I don’t add no condiments

Gonna have to fuck raw don’t know where my condom is

At least I know she clean I don’t fuck all kinds of shit

Jamaican smoke shops show me where the fronto is

Scared her off on first date said you want cuantos kids?

I’m a physicist show you where my quantum is

I don’t ever slip it’s only spring we got no fall in here

Think you cool announcing but players really ballin' here

And na this ain’t our season really we got all this year

Paranoia nerves and fear keeps us on our toes

Even mama told me mijo you need to post more

My man José seem to think I need to hoe more

People that take pictures of me said I need to pose more

Posing ain’t my thing I've been real from the jump

And Guatemala baby knows exactly what he wants

I won’t take her out unless I feel that’s she’s the one

But if you never try Goyo then you’ll really never know

I guess it boils down that I ain’t really let her go

If you wanna hear my vibes you gon' wanna slide to islands

If you wanna hear my rhymes you gon' want you some Zacapa

If you rocking with my vibes you gon' need some fine ladies

If you listen to my rhymes Imma prolly drive you crazy

When I drive home from the beach I take the causeway

My ex girl I won’t say names tried to call me

I know the shortcuts to take but I prefer the long way

On four twenty steamed it up had a spa day

They said the colors on my shoe the Carolina blue

I said na baby these ones the Guatemala’s

They said I got my mom's feature and my dad's colors

I’m just tryna keep my fitness up cardiovascular

Smoking on gorilla glue it’s mad sticky

Nowadays it’s hard to find some gas that really can get me

Yes bitch by twenty seven really did plan Bentley

For my album I need Manny Marroquin to do the mixing

That’s the type of shit that imma speak into existence

When my chance comes I don’t ever wanna say I missed it

They’re like papi how you ain’t here but still listen

Tell em' listen don’t get caught slipping

I got ears everywhere

It’s Goyito's way the only way

If you wanna get involved in business with me gotta pay to play

If you wanna hear my vibes you gon' wanna slide to islands

If you wanna hear my rhymes you gon' want you some Zacapa

If you rocking with my vibes you gon' need some fine ladies

If you listen to my rhymes Imma prolly drive you crazy