Napolitano

What's beneath me probably Vietnamese meat
Nice to meet me a pleasure to us all
No quiero ver lagrimas cuando tenga que irme
Mis letras son armas que me hacen invencible
I know it's off the wall and it's hard to believe me
The way I travel the world and shit and make it look easy
Me enamoro en cada esquina jamás ando triste
Only the real shit de lo que mi rap consiste
Si me escuchaste entonces ya bebiste
From the fountain of this youth motherfucker
From this fountain of this youth I'm just tryna find you
Go ahead answer the question (Uh) who's got the juice
Bueno claramente te has fumado kreepy
En America tambien coño donde aterrize
Que nunca se te olvide todo lo que hice
Me vine de Guatemala pa' que gozes con las bitches
Mi sazón latino lo que hace que cocines
Que mi luz brille pa' que sobresalgas tu
I wanna go to Iceland and Madagascar too
Real life diplomat don't fuck with no cartoons
Maybe Goyo you were acting like a bitch
Don't get mad at me I'm the one that gets us rich
I was worried bout' the business you were worried bout' that one bitch
Pause uh oh
Cierto soy romántico hombre de negocios diplomático
Rubén Blades me cago en lo plástico
Jungle boy and I'm marking down my territory
I could rap in three languages I know that's scary for you
I'm a gentleman what else can I carry for you
Besides these verses what else could I bury for you
Papi Goyo qui est la troisieme langue
Aucun de ces rappeurs ne sont équivalents
Papi coule doucement ils son trop turbulents
Meme en France mon ami je enrouler les blunts
Je peux probablemente faire du rap en Chinois
Quand je prends le micro c'est come Hiroshima (Uh)
C'est le midi, in in a business meeting like I said in twenty three
Yo money to dancing with me
It's time to take care of pops he's above sixty
In copping big steaks kid y'all rappers just minced meet
Stubborn and I know the facts you cannot convince me
It's me my main J Drizzy Coli Chiri Wiri bringing
Sweet victories into existence
Dices que le metes más you cannot convince us with that weak shit son
Bienvenidos a la jungla yo en el manglar
Bla bla bla sigan hablando mierda no se olviden de mi motherfucker
Make your legs tweak Pop you like a Pepsi
I want you by my side when I'm riding in a ten speed
Sexy in them texts but not real life my pet peeve
Got some tricks up my left sleeve
I wanna be the best please what I ask of me
Never in my life had to take a mask off of me
Smoke some gas add a tape to my discography
Papi G been working I know they gon' discover me
Actually fuck that yo Imma dig my way out
Imma get a lump lump and Imma get the Pay out
Imma eat some dim sum with no service way out
I like the east yo I'm just tryna make my way out
Practice yoga adopt Buddhist practices
You need more practice before going against the master
My shit is made of stone you working with that plastic stuff
When I had them P's I was doing some gymnastics (Huh)
I'm nothing but the unruly jungle king
When I'm out in Chi town I'm pulling out my timbs
I don't have tings I only have exes
When I draw a line I'm the first that's gon' respect it
When I'm talking bout breakfast it's not intercontinental
Goyito's way the only way
It's even fuck what all my homies say
Literally the only way (Uh)



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Writer(s): Gregory P Bret-harte
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