SOMOS NOSOTROS (feat. Pirlo y The Prodigiez)
Blessd
IT'S US (feat. Pirlo and The Prodigiez)
Ah, uy
This is for you
Do you know?
The Rat and The Blessed
The Prodigiez
It's us, there won't be another
Witchcraft in the pockets when I float
I leave them broken, I leave them lame
It was because of Ziploc, not because I won the Baloto (do you know?)
It's us, there won't be another
Witchcraft in the pocket when I float
I leave them broken because it's lame
It was because of Ziploc, not because I won the Baloto
My life is magical, like a Ziploc bag
I float while another one is envious
Now there are many fans and life smiled there
I already look like a rock star
Now I'm the one who doesn't answer
The one who controls all the bets
I feel like Rothman blocking the baskets
And even though I'm not Jordan, I keep them on
It's not a coincidence everything that's happening to me
I'm not talking to you, it's the account that's speaking
Well attached and the pockets billing
I'm living it, they're telling it to you
You dull and I shine
Even though I have money, I'll stay simple
Beware of your chicks who wink at me
They love my watch, bracelet, and ring
It's us, there won't be another
Witchcraft in the pockets when I float
I leave them broken, I leave them lame
It was because of Ziploc, not because I won the Baloto (do you know?)
It's us, there won't be another
Witchcraft in the pocket when I float
I leave them broken because it's lame
It was because of Ziploc, not because I won the Baloto
High as a kite, I put on my Nikes
Maybe another one wants to send me on a mission
Powers in pink
It's an adventure, I want to become a monster
I arrive in the neighborhood, you're light
The crew already knows I'm here to connect
Long live the power, with the diamonds
I carry medicine to inject myself
Today I brought out the devils because I have to spray myself
They're like hyenas because they only want meat
They want to locate me, I always move in silence
They want the current but it's a failure
I'm a demon, and a devil to dance for me
I eat like a movie star, I only send trailers
They want me to fall on them, but baby, come
I'm in the Mercedes Benz, it's no longer an InDriver
The night is hot but my fingers are cold
She's a hitwoman, millionaires the rides
In the middle Louis Vuitton, in the sneakers those of Perseus
And every time I approach them they feel the shiver
(It's us, there won't be another)
420 Stiven, ha
(It was because of Ziploc, not because I won the Baloto)
(It's us, there won't be another)
[?] in Medallo, let's go to the city
(It was because of Ziploc, not because I won the Baloto)
That's all my buddy, The Blessed
The Prodigiez, in any damn rhythm
Ah, Ave Maria, my love