Sprinter

Phoenix
Hey, yo
Terricolas On The Beat
Ah, ah
Hey-yo', Lama

I put myself in the game, look at me now
What you do in a day, I do it in an hour
Respect the real, I take out anyone who's not from the heart
There were a thousand for the party, ah, but now there are two hundred
I carry so much cash, that my pocket looks like a [?]

I don't like Washington, I get along with Benjamin
Austin Floyd, loses all the damn ones who climb into the ring
You all can't reach me even if I send you the PIN

I always bring it, and I have a crew that I can't even stand
And you all are like Shaquille, shooting and falling short
Since 2005 I've been kicking your ass
Because I have more power than Randy Orton's RKO

Don't look at the diamonds, you'll go cross-eyed
When I go out, I leave these bastards more messed up than a record
They front and then want to join Jesus Christ
I kick them out, they already call me El Chacal on Don Francisco, nigga

Envious like you, I have several
Your bitches jump on me like Mario
I used to be a trafficker, now I look like a businessman
What are you going to front me with, damn? I'm a millionaire

I'm with the crew in a sprinter
I need a coat, my neck colder than winter
They're photocopies, they already look like a printer
Here the rats die, including Splinter

I'm a man of power, respect, and money
And you're an actor, in other words, a movie star
I haven't looked at prices in a long time, I buy what I want
And we lower the sound when we want

A star who lives on earth, also on the ground
I'm a hustler, a contract from Kellogs is coming soon
Because of the crew I have, these bastards get jealous
I'm on top, to see me they have to look to the sky

I have it on play, yeah, I have it on play
And I'll die a legend like Kobe in LA
You all kill, yes, but when you play
And in this jungle, I'm Simba, nigga, I'm the king

To kill them, I've always had skill
And those who don't like me, see me and lower their heads
And I know seeing me on top stresses them out
The strongest migraine, Arca, your headache, bitch

I'm with the crew in a sprinter
I need a coat, my neck colder than winter
They're photocopies, they already look like a printer
Here the rats die, including Splinter

I'm with the crew in a sprinter
I need a coat, my neck colder than winter
They're photocopies, they already look like a printer
And if you're a rat, you die, even if you're Splinter (Aoh)

Oah
Yeh-yeh, yeh!
It's Austin, baby
Lama
The Wonder
Arcángel, pa
Prra
EHXX The Professor
Flow Factory
Flow Factory
Capisci?
Capisci?
Haha, okay

I'm with the crew in a sprinter
Partner
My neck colder than winter
They're photocopies, they already look like a printer
I even forgot how to talk shit
Including Splinter
Because when I turn on the radio, I hear you all and there's nothing else but that
You already look like a printer
So, I've had enough of you, prra