Nani (feat. Enry-K)
Ey (Keo)
Ey
Suena mi voz
Gothm, money (yeah, yeah)
Yo, Enry, turn that shit fool
Money, money, alotta money
Postea'o en el bloque me la suda hacer un grammy
I'm smoking krippy on a rarri
'Toy con tu baby, hoy me toca hacer de nani
Ah
Ah
Ah
Ah
Ah
Ah
Ah
Is for the trappers makin' money
We want the money not the problems
We take it serious, please be careful with the comments
These for the trapper making hunnas
We call' em shooters 'cause they spend it at your party
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Que todo me sabe a poco
Oh, oh, oh
Mi pana escapando de la popo, oh, oh, oh
Voy a tener que hacerlo pronto, oh, oh, oh, oh
It's for the kids she's going slidy, keep the money
Con 17 y ya está vendiendo en el party
Mami, 'toy de trappy y esto no es fácil
Al día siguiente, en un McLaren por la capi
Tengo una nave que está puesta en vías
Tan drogado que ando muerto en vías
El chico malo tiene sangre fría
Mala la tuya y suerte la mía
Ando haciendo plata, no me de la lata
Ahora se hacen fotos, ya no se sacan la placa
Mi baby se arrebata-rrebata-rrebata
Rrebata-rrebata-rrebata-rrebata
Ah
Ah
Ah
Ah
Ah
Ah
Ah
Is for the trappers makin' money
Ah
Ah
Ah
Ah
Ah
Ah
Ah
Yo, Enry, turn that shit fool
Ey
Suena mi voz
Gothm, money (yeah, yeah)
Yo, Enry, turn that shit fool
Money, money, alotta money
Postea'o en el bloque me la suda hacer un grammy
I'm smoking krippy on a rarri
'Toy con tu baby, hoy me toca hacer de nani
Ah
Ah
Ah
Ah
Ah
Ah
Ah
Is for the trappers makin' money
We want the money not the problems
We take it serious, please be careful with the comments
These for the trapper making hunnas
We call' em shooters 'cause they spend it at your party
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Que todo me sabe a poco
Oh, oh, oh
Mi pana escapando de la popo, oh, oh, oh
Voy a tener que hacerlo pronto, oh, oh, oh, oh
It's for the kids she's going slidy, keep the money
Con 17 y ya está vendiendo en el party
Mami, 'toy de trappy y esto no es fácil
Al día siguiente, en un McLaren por la capi
Tengo una nave que está puesta en vías
Tan drogado que ando muerto en vías
El chico malo tiene sangre fría
Mala la tuya y suerte la mía
Ando haciendo plata, no me de la lata
Ahora se hacen fotos, ya no se sacan la placa
Mi baby se arrebata-rrebata-rrebata
Rrebata-rrebata-rrebata-rrebata
Ah
Ah
Ah
Ah
Ah
Ah
Ah
Is for the trappers makin' money
Ah
Ah
Ah
Ah
Ah
Ah
Ah
Yo, Enry, turn that shit fool
Credits
Writer(s): Marco David Diaz Flores, Padua Keoma Salas Sanchez, Enrique Ruano De La Cruz
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