NEUTRO SHORTY (BZRP Music Sessions #21)

Ey, ey
Biza already said it
Neutro Shorty, oh
Uh, trap money, hoe
Uh, uh, ey-ey-ey

I see all these witches running
Because they can't handle the pressure
I'm with Biza and my blunt in hand
We own the corporation
The flow on the mattress, winning mode
Don't buy my flow because it's worth a million
If you're going to call me, let it be for money
Otherwise, go kill a bug, bastard
I see all these witches running
Because they can't handle the pressure
I'm with Biza and my blunt in hand
We own the corporation
The flow on the mattress, winning mode
Don't buy my flow because it's worth a million
If you're going to call me, let it be for money
Otherwise, go kill a bug, bastard

In the big car with all the toys
I spend them for the freight, 24/7
The baby is hysterical and wants me to calm her down
She looks for medical herb and I have the packages
For the snitches lead and for the women money
Be careful with your words, what you say commits
Earn yours and leave my machete alone
And don't say you're serious because you're a toy
And
Give me the light, we're in the club
And all the shorties come to my crew
Only Hennessy or Royal Salute
After carrying the cross so much
I'm not poor anymore, Jesus hallelujah
Because I was in the ghetto and started a revolution
To death, I'm the one driving the bus
They suck me because I'm tougher than you

Ey, coming from below
Doing trap as if it were coke
God bless my work
Singing and hustling, I become rich
Half an ounce and I relax
Jordan's hit with a bad boy flow
I don't care a damn anymore
If I'm going to die anyway

I see all these witches running
Because they can't handle the pressure
I'm with Biza and my blunt in hand
We own the corporation
The flow on the mattress, winning mode
Don't buy my flow because it's worth a million
If you're going to call me, let it be for money
Otherwise, go kill a bug, bastard
I see all these witches running
Because they can't handle the pressure
I'm with Biza and my blunt in hand
We own the corporation
The flow on the mattress, winning mode
Don't buy my flow because it's worth a million
If you're going to call me, let it be for money
Otherwise, go kill a bug, bastard

Ey, I know that when I sing, I get carried away
And people imagine I'm a Martian
I'm not intimidated by those guys
Watch this rookie kill the veterans
I just want to see my brother win
Millionaires or dead, but together we conoramo
Uh, we give it to your bitch anywhere
If the tide rises, we sail anyway
Ey, everything you use is fake
Your brothers are fake, your bitches are fake
Ey, I got tattoos on my face
That's why the law is after me
Ey, they're just chickens
Your baby sees me and gets her vagina wet
I'm here to teach discipline
Dad in the cabin, grandpa on stage, bye