Chambea
Bad Bunny
Work
Work, pull
Bastard, you're out of bullets
Work, pull
Bastard, you're out of bullets
I always pitch, roll again
I always pitch, roll again
I always pitch, roll again
I always pitch
Tell me, buddy, always with the Z and we're not salsa dancers
Susan is single now, she said there will be a bullet downpour
I don't tolerate worms like you
Bastard, you're a snitch, you're a reporter (yeah, yeah)
I'm not Don Omar, but I'm a bandit
That's why I only believe in God (amen) and in my 4-0 (prrr)
Spicy spicy like a habanero
If you have the key, I have the keychain
Work, pull
Bastard, you're out of bullets
Work, pull
Bastard, you're out of bullets
I always pitch, roll again
I always pitch, roll again
I always pitch, roll again
I always pitch
Work, pull
Bastard, you're out of bullets
Work, pull
Bastard, you're out of bullets
I always pitch, roll again
I always pitch, roll again
I always pitch, roll again
I always pitch
People already know, that's why I don't even snore
I don't hang out with anyone, we walk flow stone cold
I took out 1200 and put on a Concord
Knock me down with the bronco sting
It's not about putting pressure, it's about knowing how to handle it
I'm going to put your woman on all fours
Fucking and smoking a pearl grass
Your face no one will recognize anymore
It's not about having the way, bastard, it's about moving it
You hate my life, but it's because you want to have it
Because we live cool, we live well
Because there are plenty of bottles and 100 dollar bills
Trying to kill me, they've spent all the bullets up to the warehouse
But I'm immortal like Baby Rasta and 50 Cent
Bad Bunny, baby, baby
Alex Ki, Alex Killer
We are the new religion
Tell them Luian
Mambo Kingz
Work, pull
Bastard, you're out of bullets
Work, pull
Bastard, you're out of bullets
I always pitch, roll again
I always pitch, roll again
I always pitch, roll again
I always pitch, roll again
