La Roca

D-Note Is On The Beat
The Beatllionaire
Yeah-yeah-yeah
Ah

I got a pinky ring that costs more than your whole hand
No one wakes me up because I always wake up early
I also have a couple million well hidden
With taxes paid in an American bank, yeah

Time goes by, but the stacks don't go down
The cow keeps getting fatter, she doesn't want to get skinny, no
You bet your money against me
You lost, punk, I'm elite even to my shadow
You see me and you're always amazed

I don't know, buddy, but everyone who mentions me falls
Austin Santos is my name, it doesn't fit in your mouth
Don't be surprised if in a couple of years I move to London, Soca
I touch them with lemon, I always give them what they deserve
I have Dwayne Johnson telling me I'm the rock, yup

Hahahaha, punk
You don't hang out with me, your own people have told you
Always Rolex, never G-Shock
I felt like spending and bought a Richard out of whim

I land them on the floor like a pilot
Public figure and I don't like photos
Your girl got on the bike
Put all that ass on my back

Since I was a kid I have a numerical system
That if I don't win, and I lose, I get hysterical
Breaking backs, and I'm not Jericho
I have gold on my neck purer than a kilo of coke, and
Take a hit so you can enjoy

Because this powder is better than what you have
And tell your boss, he doesn't know me
That we give it to his girl in different positions, yeah
She wants to smoke, she wants to sniff
I don't sniff, but I can grant her wish

She wants to go to the miles, wake up in a villa
She wants alcohol and pills, damn
She's a dirty one
Guerrilla, looks like she's from Russia
She sees me and gets all excited
That's why she always counts on my cunning, -unning, b*tch

Austin, baby
Yaoh, Arcángel, pa
B*tch, yeah, yay
I'm The Wonder, b*stard, hahaha
Justin's brother, man
Yeah
B*tch-b*tch-b*tch
Daddy is daddy, yeah (Just-in-Time)
Papa (Flow Factory)
He's daddy
It's The Beatllionaire
This the 144 shit
La Calma
Yeah
EHXX The Professor giving lessons