Narcos
Skrr
Hey, hey.
L. Gong
Mad Bass
Yeah...
Keloke
Here comes the flame,
ready to set up the game
Now these bitches know my gang,
they ready they want pop her brains
Now she knows my homies names,
they know we came from Spain
I was selling coca to the tourists from the USA
Now we ballin' on LA
Tamos trending, vamos bien
Middle finger pa to el que habló mierda
Yo no me viré
Qué ellas quieren, no lo sé
Me habla en francés,
"je ne pas comprends"
Ve un par de botellas con velitas,
ya quiere comer
Oh shit,
I'm bout to blow,
I did it by my own
Turn myself into a monsta,
making guapo like a boss
The party is bout to turn,
y'all betta get my flow
If this music shit don't work,
I go back to my land to sell the dope
Soy el fuego que arde tu piel,
soy el agua que mata tu sed
Baby girl, know you feelin' the flame
Prendelo, mami
El party está a cien
Oye, mami
I made myself into a 23,
homie, that's the recipe
Plomo pa' los enemies,
Tan guillaos,
No te creas lo que hablen por ahí
Everybody talking shit,
tan envidiosos de mí
Estoy haciendo un trío con dos negras de París,
blanco y negro como oreo
Tatuado 92i
That I try it with your bitch
Homie, have you seen my cheeks
The one be looking like an angel,
other comes from Medellín
Now I got bitches callin,
money fallin
Ride around expensive foreign
All I do is got the chavos,
we don't do shit if it's boring
Bounce your ass and make it clap
She call me Fuego,
we so hot
To the top,
we don't look back
Yo, call me Papi from the trap
Estamos haciendo dinero de toa vuestra frustración
Ahora jugais en mi juego
Puta,
Yo marco el patrón
Too much bottles popped,
mierda, ya ni siento el colocón
Make it nasty to the top,
then she drop it to the floor
Soy el fuego que arde tu piel,
soy el agua que mata tu sed
Baby girl, know you feelin' the flame
Prendelo, mami
El party está a cien
Hey, hey.
L. Gong
Mad Bass
Yeah...
Keloke
Here comes the flame,
ready to set up the game
Now these bitches know my gang,
they ready they want pop her brains
Now she knows my homies names,
they know we came from Spain
I was selling coca to the tourists from the USA
Now we ballin' on LA
Tamos trending, vamos bien
Middle finger pa to el que habló mierda
Yo no me viré
Qué ellas quieren, no lo sé
Me habla en francés,
"je ne pas comprends"
Ve un par de botellas con velitas,
ya quiere comer
Oh shit,
I'm bout to blow,
I did it by my own
Turn myself into a monsta,
making guapo like a boss
The party is bout to turn,
y'all betta get my flow
If this music shit don't work,
I go back to my land to sell the dope
Soy el fuego que arde tu piel,
soy el agua que mata tu sed
Baby girl, know you feelin' the flame
Prendelo, mami
El party está a cien
Oye, mami
I made myself into a 23,
homie, that's the recipe
Plomo pa' los enemies,
Tan guillaos,
No te creas lo que hablen por ahí
Everybody talking shit,
tan envidiosos de mí
Estoy haciendo un trío con dos negras de París,
blanco y negro como oreo
Tatuado 92i
That I try it with your bitch
Homie, have you seen my cheeks
The one be looking like an angel,
other comes from Medellín
Now I got bitches callin,
money fallin
Ride around expensive foreign
All I do is got the chavos,
we don't do shit if it's boring
Bounce your ass and make it clap
She call me Fuego,
we so hot
To the top,
we don't look back
Yo, call me Papi from the trap
Estamos haciendo dinero de toa vuestra frustración
Ahora jugais en mi juego
Puta,
Yo marco el patrón
Too much bottles popped,
mierda, ya ni siento el colocón
Make it nasty to the top,
then she drop it to the floor
Soy el fuego que arde tu piel,
soy el agua que mata tu sed
Baby girl, know you feelin' the flame
Prendelo, mami
El party está a cien
Credits
Writer(s): Padua Keoma Salas Sanchez, Walter Pazos Boullosa
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