Airbnb (feat. RobGz)

This is a True Hollywood beat
Real to death, did you hear, bastard?
Huh?
First Order Music

Money and power, the face slept by the codeine that I just drank
If the indictment explodes, I'll escape, I have to see my son grow up
I have the Devil climbing and those who fantasize, bastard, they're going to get it
And if they take my brothers' federals, I'll solve it for them
The motherfuckers, did you hear, bastard?
Brr

I smoke and fuck when I want
Mopping at the Airbnb daily
Making money from the block with all my hitmen
We handle the card like a businessman
On top of the Draco and the Jordan C, mercenary flow

I smoke and fuck when I want
Mopping at the Airbnb daily
Making money from the block with all my hitmen
We handle the card like a businessman
On top of the Draco and the Jordan C, mercenary flow

No, go find the scale to weigh all this coke
I take out the stick and in your face I'll put the tip
I'm not Kobe, but we're going to put eighty-something in you
I explode a kilo at the point and triple the work

That's how I am, the nine with implants, a demon in the body of a singer
Or a singer in the body of a thug, the. 10 change my appearance
We caught you coming out of a restaurant with the micro AK and the turban
I swear, bastard, the AK bullets will enter you without lubricant

And in my neighborhood even the junkies and even the lookouts get involved
The seventy-five drum and the banana
If you don't die today, early tomorrow
I don't have buddies, bastard, I have brothers
We press the piano key
And your face won't be able to be reconstructed by a surgeon
G-27, not Ñeta, worm

And if they kill me, don't cry, bastards
Go kill everyone
Life changes in less than a second
Hand it over to someone, I want it in my place

Never leave it to any hidden
That shit for my dead is an insult
The street is for men, not for adults
Never betray each other, stay together
And if you stay with my woman, I don't blame you

Because I'll be dead
I grabbed the rifle and turned into Alex Trujillo
I hate the undercover ones
If I go to jail, I invest in a couple of kilos

And fill the prison with junkies
I will never snitch like La Flaca
Homicide the dead they blame me
But the one I killed, went with the grim reaper
The untouchables, did you hear, bastard?

I smoke and fuck when I want
Mopping at the Airbnb daily
Making money from the block with all my hitmen
We handle the card like a businessman
On top of the Draco and the Jordan C, mercenary flow

I smoke and fuck when I want
Mopping at the Airbnb daily
Making money from the block with all my hitmen
We handle the card like a businessman
On top of the Draco and the Jordan C, mercenary flow

I got a 100 check and spent a couple of thousand on cuts and Draco, they're fule' only
Bitches love me, they throw themselves at me, but I know it's for the money and fame only
Thank God, I'm going to buy my son a house in Orlando this year
I wish Nilda could see me, but I know my grandma up there will take care of me

They killed Muerto, tell me if it would be wrong if I wanted to avenge myself
The devil talks to me, tells me to pick up the stick with Niko and go out to look for it
Thirty-six ounces is a kilo, but who the hell on the street can you trust
They say they're my brothers, but I know deep down they want to kill me

Money and power, my eyes purple from all the syrup I just drank
I have bitches pending on the phone to work, yeah
They want to count money and I put them to work, yeah
The Boss of Evil
(RobGz!)

I smoke and fuck when I want
Mopping at the Airbnb daily
Making money from the block with all my hitmen
We handle the card like a businessman
On top of the Draco and the Jordan C, mercenary flow

I smoke and fuck when I want
Mopping at the Airbnb daily
Making money from the block with all my hitmen
We handle the card like a businessman
On top of the Draco and the Jordan C, mercenary flow