007

Brr
Real to death, hear me, baby?
The illuminati, hear me, bastard?
H beat
Real to death, hear me, son of a bitch?
Ah

007, hey, the big shots moving kilos
And the runners packing the packages
We leave the horses without riders, 007
787, hey, bastard, this is Puerto Rico
Here all the babes want it hard
All the chops with chipete, brr

007, James Bond, James Bond, I don't pull the stick, I pull the foam
Your flesh burns like a t-bone
We put you under the water, send a shark
This is the beach, swimming against the current
And a lung drowns

Everyone with the percos, black market, give me a kidney
Mami, give me that filet mignon
787, 939, knows the area code
Kilers and singers everyone, wow
Athletes, influencers, models, no
You're not above, servant, you're below

I asked my servant if he got you
He said: Don't you see the red white-t, the empty comb?
They give you more than forty with a forty
I'm like Scarface, I said the truth even when I lied to you

My brother, you see them dead, give yourself a bath like your clothes
Now everything you undertake catches fire
They see me and say the Lord rebukes, all Fendi, don't be offended
You're not worth it even if I sell you, there's no fixing it even with an amendment
I won't dodge you even if I open five stores
If I attack, you defend, they're fake like Splenda sugar (Almighty)

007, hey, the big shots moving kilos
And the runners packing the packages
We leave the horses without riders, 007
787, hey, bastard, this is Puerto Rico
Here all the babes want it hard
All the chops with chipete