El Barbas (feat. Ganggy)

Hey
If you see me spending big cash, and that’s every day
We’re young entrepreneurs
And now I’ve turned Calabasas into my hood, hey

Gold and solid ruby jewels
The Russian became my godfather
By 25, I had Robert De Niro’s wealth
They freak out over my little Aladdin lamp
I ask for three wishes and he gives me what I say

One is long houses in Calabasas
But they gotta be right next to the Kardashians
Second is to have an endless squad
And third is to empty it wherever the map points

I’m rolling with my Paris Hilton in the truck
And I’m rocking the cap from that thug El Barbas
German cars that I drive
I look like Don Huayra, the most wanted garage

Don’t ask how much the outfit costs
The chain and the AP are top of the line
Golf course to play chill
I got it in the backyard just for kicks

After Life in Tulum, I’m feeling good
Next to the DJ, special guest they got me
Among bosses, artists, influencers
I rub elbows with the big shots, they call us the Rockefellers

I keep the Goyard bag with the FN
Also some packs to check the powers
Among bosses, artists, influencers
I rub elbows with the big shots, they call us the Rockefellers

The mind shines
With the Saints
Ángel Almaguer
Tumbados Corridos with the Saints

We live chill
But that’s 'cause I pulled in what I needed
Before I leave, a kiss for the rosary
Checks with six zeros, that’s my salary
Hey-hey

If you see me blowing my account
I became a millionaire before I hit 30
You know how it goes
El Barbas is the talk, and we’re tough too
We carry 30-round clips

Head to the damn penthouse I got over in LA
And in a red Hellcat, we’re dodging the law
They can’t touch us, you know I’m the king
We knew where we were headed since we were sixteen

And I’ve given my bro everything I promised him
Always with the vest and a gold Jesus on the chain
I’m spending racks 'cause I’m the boss
I already bought the Lambo, now I’m going for the Rolls-Royce

If you’re looking for me on the street, riding in the Lambo Urus
I’m based in Calabasas, got toys on the porch
We live like moguls, I’m practically Rockefeller
We’re action people, and for the moves, I pull out the Porsche

I’m rolling with my Paris Hilton in the truck
And I’m rocking the cap from that thug El Barbas
German cars that I drive
I look like Don Huayra, the most wanted garage

Don’t ask how much the outfit costs
The chain and the AP are top of the line
Golf course to play chill
I got it in the backyard just for kicks