Tu Lo Sabes

I am the king of Miami, thinking about a pussy and a GRAMMY
I know I don't have a soul, looking for God, mommy says
They say the devil's fame, from the Illuminati society
That with millions I won't enter heaven, but I enter hell for free

Fucking, don't turn off the light, grab my dick and kiss my cross
And the day I die, bury me in the Lambo with the doors up, not in a coffin
Music is a whore, but everything I release, debuts number one
And last night I dreamed I was in Eden with Eve fucking and eating the fruit, brr!

She asks me: Anuel, does it feel rich? When I come on top of you
Fucking from midnight until six, I'm already dead
If I like to come inside, on the tits
If I like it when she wears my shirt

And I tell her: You know, you know, yeah
You know, you know, yeah
She asks me if I'm armed because they want to kill me
If I made a pact with the devil, if I'm the God of trap

I tell her: You know, you know, hey
You know, you know, yeah-yeah
If I trust who I'm with, they could betray me
If fame harms me, if I've wanted to kill myself

I tell her: You know, you know, yeah
You know, you know, yeah-yeah
Mommy, you know
Mommy, you know, you know, yeah-yeah

The world is ending, and my dick in your mouth between milk and drool
And to your friend in the photo, tell her to come down here, at two I'll lick that pussy
And eat that ass, president of the little pussies I run for
And smoking a Phillie I whisper in your ear and stimulate that clit, brr

They don't love me, they can hate me, the world has to end
They want to see you well when you're broke, and when you make millions they want to see you bad
I have fifteen cars, if I want I can park all day, hey
My house has ten bathrooms, all day I'm gonna shit on them

I make death tuck them in, at 9 I put Jennifer Lopez's tits
In the genre I have the parrot, the crack, the tecata, bastards, I'm the big shot
Tell me, motherfucker, if they fantasize we have the thirty in the chipote
And I always make my bitch suck until her mouth explodes, brr!

She asks me: Anuel, does it feel rich? When I come on top of you
Fucking from midnight until six, I'm already dead
If I like to come inside, on the tits
If I like it when she wears my shirt

And I tell her: You know, you know, yeah
You know, you know, yeah-yeah
If I like to hit it from behind and make her suck
If I put it in her mouth, if I want to see her swallow

I tell her: You know, you know, yeah
You know, you know, yeah-yeah
If I've killed someone, but it's not something to talk about
If I made a pact with death, because they haven't been able to take me

I tell her: You know, you know, yeah-yeah
Mommy, you know, you know
If fame is a demon I can't control
If in the book of my life I dare to read the end

I tell her: You know, you know
You know, you know, eh
Mommy, you know
Mommy, you know