Señorita
Staples Vince Lyrics
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Was serving that ether before I did features
My mamacita, she know how to greet me
She know how to keep me
She better not get
Nine millimeter, my brothers my keeper
Was serving that ether before I did features
She know how to keep me
She better not get
Fuck ya dead homies, run ya bread homie
Got some lead for me, I'm on Artesia
Parked in my Bimmer bumping my own shit
I'm focused, they stuck on that old shit
Livin' for that True Religion is broke shit
I can spend that on a MAC with a long clip
Fly in that Benz but you hide in that Focus
My nigga just focus, I'm tryin' to paint you a picture
We stuck in the moment
My burner gets stuck if I shoot it too much
So a nigga resorted to domin'
That's somebody's son but a war to be won
Baby either go hunt or be hunted
We crabs in a bucket, he called me a crab
So I shot at him in front of the Douglas
I cannot be fucked with, we thuggin' in public
Nine millimeter, my brothers my keeper
Was serving that ether before I did features
My mamacita, she know how to greet me
She know how to keep me
She better not get
Nine millimeter, my brothers my keeper
Was serving that ether before I did features
My mamacita, she know how to greet me
She know how to keep me
She better not get
What means the world to you?
Is it a fast life, money and clothes?
Probably fuckin' these hoes
Or what would you murder for?
Will your name hold weight when the curtains close?
Nigga caught one case and I heard he told
Snitch get a full clip and closed casket
Won't hug your bitch, when the ho ratchet
Cold jumper, been shootin', no practice
Been tourin', whip foreign, coupe crashin'
Still bangin' 2 Naughty 2 Nasty
Still "fuck the police" they won't catch me
My feature too pricey, don't ask me
Go hard, it's Goyard on my baggage
He mad we won't fight, I'm gon' tag him
Mask up at midnight and start clappin'
Kids crying, still snipe him, no lackin'
Nine millimeter, my brothers my keeper
Was serving that ether before I did features
My mamacita, she know how to greet me
She know how to keep me
She better not get
Nine millimeter, my brothers my keeper
Was serving that ether before I did features
My mamacita, she know how to greet me
She know how to keep me
She better not get
Nine millimeter, my brothers my keeper
Was serving that ether before I did features
My mamacita, she know how to greet me
She know how to keep me
She better not get
Nine millimeter, my brothers my keeper
Was serving that ether before I did features
My mamacita, she know how to greet me
She know how to keep me
I don’t have a reason, oh but I
I'll get in your mind
I keep you loaded and ready right here beside of me
I’ll pull up on you
I’ll pull up on your mind
I’ll pull up on you
I’ll pull up on your mind
I’ll pull up on you
I’ll pull up on you
I’ll pull up on you
I’ll pull up on your mind
The lyrics of Vince Staples’ “Senorita” reflect the harsh realities of growing up in Long Beach, California. Through the perspective of a gang member, Staples details the violence and aggression that surrounds him on a daily basis. The repeated line “Nine millimeter, my brothers my keeper” emphasizes the importance of the dangerous weapon in his life as a tool for protection and power. The lyrics also touch on themes about the negative consequences of living a fast life with money, drugs, and women. Staples condemns snitches and those who betray their friends, and he is unapologetic about violent retribution. The chorus sung by Snoh Aalegra at the end of the song provides a haunting contrast to Staples’ gritty verses, creating a sense of unsettling tension as the song ends.
The lyrics of “Senorita” offer an intimate and brutally honest portrayal of the realities of gang life, but they also reflect larger societal issues of violence, power, and morality. Staples uses his platform to shed light on these difficult themes in a way that is both artistic and thought-provoking.
Line by Line Meaning
Nine millimeter, my brothers my keeper
I have a firearm and my brothers protect me
Was serving that ether before I did features
I used to sell drugs before I started making music
My mamacita, she know how to greet me
My girlfriend knows how to welcome me home
She know how to keep me
She knows how to take care of me
She better not get
She better not betray me
Fuck ya dead homies, run ya bread homie
I don't care about your dead friends, give me your money
Got some lead for me, I'm on Artesia
I have ammunition and I'm on Artesia street
Parked in my Bimmer bumping my own shit
I'm sitting in my BMW listening to my own music
I'm focused, they stuck on that old shit
I'm focused on my success while others are stuck in their old ways
Livin' for that True Religion is broke shit
Buying expensive clothing is a waste of money
I can spend that on a MAC with a long clip
I could buy a gun instead of expensive clothes
Fly in that Benz but you hide in that Focus
I drive a fancy car while you hide in a cheap one
My nigga just focus, I'm tryin' to paint you a picture
My friend should focus on his goals and I want to explain it to him
We stuck in the moment
We are currently struggling in life
My burner gets stuck if I shoot it too much
My gun jams if I use it too frequently
So a nigga resorted to domin'
So I switched to using a knife instead of a gun
That's somebody's son but a war to be won
The person I'm fighting against is someone's child, but it's a war and I must win
Baby either go hunt or be hunted
You must either fight or be fought against
We crabs in a bucket, he called me a crab
We are all competing against each other and he insulted me
So I shot at him in front of the Douglas
So I shot at him in public
I cannot be fucked with, we thuggin' in public
I am unbeatable and we are acting tough in public
What means the world to you?
What is the most important thing to you?
Is it a fast life, money and clothes?
Do you value a fast-paced lifestyle, money, and material possessions?
Probably fuckin' these hoes
Probably having sex with many women
Or what would you murder for?
What is worth killing someone for?
Will your name hold weight when the curtains close?
Will your legacy be remembered after you die?
Nigga caught one case and I heard he told
Someone I know got arrested and I heard he snitched
Snitch get a full clip and closed casket
A snitch will get shot multiple times and die
Won't hug your bitch, when the ho ratchet
I won't show affection to a promiscuous woman
Cold jumper, been shootin', no practice
I am good at shooting without any training
Been tourin', whip foreign, coupe crashin'
I have traveled and performed while driving a foreign car that has crashed
Still bangin' 2 Naughty 2 Nasty
I still listen to and support the rap group 2 Naughty 2 Nasty
Still "fuck the police" they won't catch me
I still have negative feelings towards the police and I won't get caught
My feature too pricey, don't ask me
My appearance fee for a music collaboration is too expensive, don't bother asking me
Go hard, it's Goyard on my baggage
I work hard and my luggage is expensive Goyard brand
He mad we won't fight, I'm gon' tag him
He is angry that we won't physically fight, so I will insult him online
Mask up at midnight and start clappin'
I will wear a mask at night and shoot someone
Kids crying, still snipe him, no lackin'
Even though children are present, I will still shoot someone without hesitation
I don’t have a reason, oh but I
I don't have a specific reason for my actions, but I still do them
I'll get in your mind
I will influence your thoughts and emotions
I keep you loaded and ready right here beside of me
I will make sure you are equipped and prepared to take action with me
I’ll pull up on you
I will come to you
I’ll pull up on your mind
I will influence your thoughts and emotions
Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: VINCE STAPLES, TAIWO HASSAN, KEHINDE HASSAN, NAYVADIUS WILBURN, ELIJAH BLAKE, SNOH NOWROZI
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