Somo o No Somos
Anuel AA
We Are or We Are Not
Brr
Here we are or we are not
The Gold Star family of Father and Yomo
But, a mistake from a brother, I don't forgive
I'm with the same ones as always, I don't betray
Son of a bitch, here we are or we are not
The Gold Star family of Father and Yomo
To your girl, if I want, I'll have her
They boast of being tough guys and then turn into doves
Brr
Damn, what a bastard
With the lamp lit from RD to Bayamón
Brother, what's up? Don't be so ass-kissing
You're sending heat, to later ask for forgiveness
I'm your father, ask for the blessing, yeah
Loyalty and family
And the bitch betrays her sister, envy
And the snitches in all the 'forties' in PR
Are like the AKs of Syria
My gun is my bible
I was born alone and I'll die alone, like Gaviria
And around my neck I have more chains
Than Héctor El Father in Roc La Familia
And I'm still untouchable
The bullets are countless
And my .34 tells me
That your face is erasable
We tune you like Luny
We hunt the monsters and they run like Scooby
And to the AKs, I always put on the drum
And to the Rs, I put on the boobies
And with what face are you going to confront me?
A lot of indirects and no balls to throw at me
Throw bad vibes, but I won't let myself be
Coronavirus, I'm going to stay away from you
Flow Billie Eilish, I dream from this side
My pockets are empty, but the bank is super full
I'm like God brought me into the world, without you
You're fools on the street and bad on the networks
Here we are or we are not
The Gold Star family of Father and Yomo
But, a mistake from a brother, I don't forgive
I'm with the same ones as always, I don't betray
Son of a bitch, here we are or we are not
The Gold Star family of Father and Yomo
To your girl, if I want, I'll have her
They boast of being tough guys and then turn into doves
Brr
In the MLB, in the All-Star games, breaking barriers
Mom, look at me, I'm on ESPN like Barea
I run all the bases like Javy Báez
I'm with Karol and the bitches don't distract me
They don't distract me
How the AK sounds, they set up defenses
And I tank them like Shaka
Since I made millions, I don't front with the cops
You're envious and they say envy kills
Meetings with the Grammys, but nobody knows
The door was closed and they gave me the key
I'm about to buy an island or move to Dubai
And in the genre, I'm the tower, like Myke
I was addicted to Percs
And now I'm addicted to the G5 at the airport
I made four million explode, and I take five and invest them
What the hell is your fan doing at my concert?
Brr
Here we are or we are not
The Gold Star family of Father and Yomo
But, a mistake from a brother, I don't forgive
I'm with the same ones as always, I don't betray
Son of a bitch, here we are or we are not
The Gold Star family of Father and Yomo
To your girl, if I want, I'll have her
They boast of being tough guys and then turn into doves
Brr
Damn, what a bastard
With the lamp lit from RD to Bayamón
Brother, what's up? Don't be so ass-kissing
You're sending heat, to later ask for forgiveness
I'm your father, ask for the blessing, yeah