Simpre Fine

Magic on the beat
Jeh
Guess who's back (It's me, R1, Tali Gang, bastards, ah)
Four Twenty

And always fine, in hippie mode
I want a mommy who's rich, who moves her booty
In my bag I carry a molly so she doesn't stop
For the club I go lit up, Louis V. The pedals

And the track is always fierce if you listen to Four Twenty
If they're dollars: One hundred, and if it's in Chile they're twenty
I don't want Reebok, call the Fendi manager
Tell him it's me, the number one in Chile, number one in the trends
And this is easy, this is easy
Jhayco said it, so come closer, I'm resolved
My car is Bumblebee because if I want I can turn it
To a gangster who names my nickname, my bad, he's dead
Ay, ay, ay, ay

Always fine, in hippie mode
I want a mommy who's rich, who moves her booty
In my bag I carry a molly so she doesn't stop
For the club I go lit up, Louis V. The pedals

And there are no more applications, the spots are closed
Since I took the position, I spit on whoever takes me out
I crush the track, I scare it, like the boogeyman
I'm the rookie who rocks, for those who knew
There are no leagues here, we are the elite
I give a shock to the race, don't flutter
Seen by satellite, I'm a Veyron without limits
My bars are already accredited, a magnate of the new year, jeh
I did what I wanted
Marking territory and thanks to God, he blesses me
Actresses rain on me, gray hairs and land
We went to LaJunta, greetings to my buddy, JC they call him
Four Twenty
Tell The Prince
Soon bastards will ask for my rings
The flow can't be bought but if you sell skins
I chase my dreams, like my buddy the prince
And whoever wants, we invite them to the ring
I don't like complaints, leave them underwater
Because today is a full moon and I go out with the pack
We pass through the gate or shoot at the entrance
We demand respect, we shout: Sayonara
Tonight I'm going for a party, the ladies fall for me
I arrive with a couple of buddies in case they need us
R1 and the little gang
The seal a 2-2 that is Smithan
And it gets rowdy, if it's top tier it shivers

Always fine, in happy mode
I want a mommy who's rich, who moves her booty
In my bag I carry a molly so she doesn't stop
For the club I go lit up, Louis V. The pedals
Ay, ay, ay, ay (Ploh)

Always fine, in happy mode, jeh
Four Twenty, or 4:20, as you say
And I want a mommy who's rich, hehe
Tali Gang, bastards
R1, and who else?
Doing magic with Magic on the Beat, ah
20-21, it's the number one