MEJORALITO (feat. Stiffy y Neo Pistea)

Swag, swag, swag (The new Argentine sound)
Swag, swag, swag, swag
Swag, swag, swag (DJ, DJ Fumadote)

Got my own style, those fools are all the same
Got my own style, those fools are all the same
No contracts, just tits is what I sign
The fool's out of luck 'cause now I’m alive
You’re such a loser, take a Better Pill, what?

You’re such a loser, take a Better Pill, what?
You’re such a loser, take a Better Pill, what?
You’re such a loser, take a Better Pill, what?
You’re such a loser, take a Better Pill, what?

Get lost, those weeds don’t belong
I’ll turn it into gold, I’m not a child of God
I don’t turn water into wine, that’s not my style
Jesus backed the plug, but this might freak him out
Stiffy doesn’t want you, he wants Iliana Calabró
Or Graciela Alfano (This Chicago, nigga!), 'cause with MILFs it’s way better
Smoking a Cuban but inside it’s got the Ricky Fort
I don’t roll with the Brits, but here I’m a Lord
I’ll throw it at you, I’ll throw it at you, find another gig
I’ll throw it at you, I’ll throw it at you, you’ll be under the slab
I’ll throw it at you, I’ll throw it at you, find another gig
I’ll throw it at you before you’re dead and they throw roses (Uff)
(High topic detected)

Uff
This track is the shotgun that killed Kurt Co—
This track is the shotgun that killed Kurt Co—
This track is the shotgun that killed Kurt Cobain
Call PETA, the bitches are sticking to my skin
I pull my belt from the closet, but my belt ain’t gay
This swag is handmade, don’t buy it on eBay
Rusherking plays nice but sold me fentanyl—
Rusherking plays nice but sold me fentanyl—
Rusherking plays nice but sold me fentanyl
This is music 2, music from another century
This is music 2, music from another century (Music 2.0 is born)

Get yourself a Better Pill, a Better Pill (Uff)
You’re kinda lame, learn a little (U-Uff)
Get yourself a Better Pill, a Better Pill (Uff)
You’re kinda lame, learn a little (U-Uff, shoot in the gap)

Got my own style, I’ve been broke since the crisis
In the hood, they’ll get you for a little paper (Pla, pla)
An hour to Capi, munching on Twistos (Yum, yum)
I like the Caribbean and also Bristol (Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!)
I’m cute, I’m addicted, on the street I’m with— (Hey, eh-eh)
I’m cute, I’m addicted, on the street I’m with Christ (Hey, eh-eh)
I smoke five and the walls are colorful, walking (Yeah)
Five days in the studio, lots of Kif in the spliffy
Five grams in the Backwood, with Agus, with Stiffy (Ah, ah, ah, ah)
Take a Better Pill, a Better Pill
Or take an Aspirin, or Bayaspirina (Ah, ah)
'Cause the rich girl’s got a lot of Ketamine (Yeah, Ketamine)
In a double boiler (Ah, ah, ah, ah!), in the kitchen (Hey)
I signed a tit and a nipple stood up (Hey, hey)
I signed a tit and a nipple stood up (Plo, plo)
This music is Anti-Fools, the vest is anti-panic
Press the anti-panic if the drug goes bad (Yeah, yeah)
You’ll end up with a bad face (Eh)
You’ll end up with a bad face

The new Argentine sound!
(It’s SWAGGERBOYZ)
(Bitches!)

You’re such a loser, take a Better Pill, what?
You’re such a loser, take a Better Pill, what?
You’re such a loser, take a Better Pill, what?
You’re such a loser, take— hm-hm-hm, what?
You’re such a loser, take a Better Pill, what?
You’re such a loser, take a Better Pill, what?
You’re such a loser, take a Better Pill, what?
You’re such a loser, take a Better Pill, what?

Music died, music 2.0 was born.