Scorsese
Dos caras
Toy dividido como Tyler
Dos pies
Toy decidido que voy pal baile
Con mis panas
Rodando que es un talle
Con mis panas
Sonando en la calle
Dando vueltas
Si disparas no falles
Musica y trabajo
Hermano parezco un mapache
Flow apache
Muevo en silencio como hache
Me reta y lo dejo ir
Antes que me enganche
Tiempos como estos
Son tiempos de cambio
Tu me ves bien alto
Preppin pa otro salto
Que si que lindo canto
Toy esperando
Canjear to' estos versos
En el banco
Un año
Dos años
Y a ti te salto
Un año
Dos años
Chilleao en el palco
Ugh
Poderes nuevos como Falco
Solo llego tiro
Rompo y salgo
(llego tiro rompo y salgo)
(llego tiro rompo y salgo)
Solo llego tiro
Nahh
Con los ojos cerrados
Grabando palos
Evitando alzarme
Recibo halagos
Moscato a las rocas
Eso es lo que hago
Cookin hella shit
Juego de villanos
Ya no tengo manos
Y sigo nadando mihermano
Pasame otro trago
Que tamos dominando
No quiero ser cristiano
Quiero ser Messi
Portar la jersey
De mi republic
Make shit look easy
Im feeling breezy
Pasan las ladys
Las motomamis
Las dominatrix
Baby I love this
Un baby chronic
Un gin & tonic
Contandole al de alado
Una buena story
Baby dont worry
My crazy shorty
Tu make me happy
Ya soy tu papi
Hijo de puta
Solo con whammy
En Guitar Hero
Canto y escribo
Yo soy el dueño
Por eso no guardo recibo
Bitch
Everywhere that I go
I can find some weed
So sticky
Make your mind blow
Take a road
Trip
Like Winnebago
In Montreal
Eat a winter bagel
My pack so loud
It come with labels
And a barcode
Smoking loud
It'll make your mind blow
This the shit
That I design though
Greatness from my mind
Imma fuck the world and make it mine
This shit's divine
Ya'll just copy like you're mimes
I got nine reasons
I don't fuck with you
Number one you a stupid fool
Im going deep like it's tissue
Wiping all these tears like I miss u
All this drugs that I missuse
Head Loose
Got some loose screws
Looking for the clues
Like I'm Blue
This gon' be my fucking breakthrough
I cut the cloth
Bitch I break through
Running with these scissors
I might stab you
Leaving all my thoughts
In a vacumn
There's no flow I wont adapt to
And I'm still eating chicken stew
Motherfucker
Money the only thing that I'm attatched to
Tattoos on my skin
They attatched too
My flow so sticky like it's glue
Motherfucker
Toy dividido como Tyler
Dos pies
Toy decidido que voy pal baile
Con mis panas
Rodando que es un talle
Con mis panas
Sonando en la calle
Dando vueltas
Si disparas no falles
Musica y trabajo
Hermano parezco un mapache
Flow apache
Muevo en silencio como hache
Me reta y lo dejo ir
Antes que me enganche
Tiempos como estos
Son tiempos de cambio
Tu me ves bien alto
Preppin pa otro salto
Que si que lindo canto
Toy esperando
Canjear to' estos versos
En el banco
Un año
Dos años
Y a ti te salto
Un año
Dos años
Chilleao en el palco
Ugh
Poderes nuevos como Falco
Solo llego tiro
Rompo y salgo
(llego tiro rompo y salgo)
(llego tiro rompo y salgo)
Solo llego tiro
Nahh
Con los ojos cerrados
Grabando palos
Evitando alzarme
Recibo halagos
Moscato a las rocas
Eso es lo que hago
Cookin hella shit
Juego de villanos
Ya no tengo manos
Y sigo nadando mihermano
Pasame otro trago
Que tamos dominando
No quiero ser cristiano
Quiero ser Messi
Portar la jersey
De mi republic
Make shit look easy
Im feeling breezy
Pasan las ladys
Las motomamis
Las dominatrix
Baby I love this
Un baby chronic
Un gin & tonic
Contandole al de alado
Una buena story
Baby dont worry
My crazy shorty
Tu make me happy
Ya soy tu papi
Hijo de puta
Solo con whammy
En Guitar Hero
Canto y escribo
Yo soy el dueño
Por eso no guardo recibo
Bitch
Everywhere that I go
I can find some weed
So sticky
Make your mind blow
Take a road
Trip
Like Winnebago
In Montreal
Eat a winter bagel
My pack so loud
It come with labels
And a barcode
Smoking loud
It'll make your mind blow
This the shit
That I design though
Greatness from my mind
Imma fuck the world and make it mine
This shit's divine
Ya'll just copy like you're mimes
I got nine reasons
I don't fuck with you
Number one you a stupid fool
Im going deep like it's tissue
Wiping all these tears like I miss u
All this drugs that I missuse
Head Loose
Got some loose screws
Looking for the clues
Like I'm Blue
This gon' be my fucking breakthrough
I cut the cloth
Bitch I break through
Running with these scissors
I might stab you
Leaving all my thoughts
In a vacumn
There's no flow I wont adapt to
And I'm still eating chicken stew
Motherfucker
Money the only thing that I'm attatched to
Tattoos on my skin
They attatched too
My flow so sticky like it's glue
Motherfucker
Credits
Writer(s): Andrés Ignacio Varela, Chef Lino, Diego Ramirez
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