Caramba

Ah-ah
Hey, hey

Mom, they won't catch me anymore, damn
Bam, the cops spit on my crew
Pop it, first a euro in my pocket, now a K
Almost there, and I'm buying Casablanca
No way, I’ll never be a dishwasher
For real, I’ll be riding in a Bugatti
But if you deal, then in the station you’ll cry
So many talkers, but actions speak

Yo bro, what's up, you look kinda sick
Your dad ain't around, I’ll take you to the hospital
'Cause man, if not, I swear it’ll get bad
Don’t know if you’re high, but life’s crazy
Even with empty pockets, this girl’s wild
She worked as a cook, got fired
Only cooked coke and sucked it up
For the guy with empty pockets, not for you
You got cash and fresh kicks
But for me, without cash, I’m put to the test
Ask me, ask her, ask my brother
Touch cash, touch her, but I don’t touch drugs anymore
Hey, bro, give me chocolate and lean
For a sore throat, the weed
Only Spanish, never dick
All in the throat

Hey, mom, they won't catch me anymore, damn
Bam, the cops spit on my crew
Pop it, first a euro in my pocket, now a K
Almost there, and I'm buying Casablanca
No way, I’ll never be a dishwasher
For real, I’ll be riding in a Bugatti
But if you deal, then in the station you’ll cry
So many talkers, but actions speak

Dude, your girl, I’m gonna hit that
'Cause I already know that baby’s gonna get rich
Almost like a sheikh
Buying a villa for mom, I swear in Puerto Rico
Smoking weed with your girl in my private
She acts like a whore
'Cause she knows damn well I’m better than
Son of a bitch
I’m opening a club, you enter in sweats
If you ain't got sweats, you stay outside, your girl comes in

Packages bro from Tirana, hey
Coke and marijuana, hey
A bit of coke for your bitch, and she becomes my whore
Mom, they won't catch me anymore, damn
Bam, the cops spit on my crew
Pop it, first a euro in my pocket, now a K
Almost there, and I'm buying Casablanca
No way, I’ll never be a dishwasher
For real, I’ll be riding in a Bugatti
But if you deal, then in the station you’ll cry
So many talkers, but actions speak.