Metido En Los Verdes

Eh-eh-eh, eh-eh
Yeah-eh, eh, eh-eh-eh
Yeah, ah
We're involved in the greens, yeah-yeah
(Damn Sosa, got this crazy)
(Ah, ah)
Yeah-eh-eh

[Chorus]
We're involved in the greens
The kilos arrive in December
Dressed all in snake
With a baby who lies to me
Baby face, fuckin' king
She looks at me and mentions my name
I'm rocking like Kurt Cobain
My clothes shine, I'm wearing Philipp Plein

The babes call me to pay for it, and I pay without any problem
I heard your album, it seems like a parody, I swear that shit makes me sad
I go out partying, I feel like Neymar, still with Bardero$, I'm really dying
A couple of fools throw me bad vibes, but more than one wants to kill themselves

Yeah, yeah, yeah, they want to kill themselves
Yeah, yeah, more than one wants to kill themselves
Yeah, yeah, yeah, they want to kill themselves
Yeah, yeah, more than one wants to kill themselves

We're involved in the greens
The kilos arrive in December
Dressed all in snake
With a baby who lies to me
Baby face, fuckin' king
She looks at me and mentions my name
I'm rocking like Kurt Cobain
My clothes shine, I'm wearing Philipp Plein
We're involved in the greens
The kilos arrive in December
Dressed all in snake
With a baby who lies to me
Baby face, fuckin' king
She looks at me and mentions my name
I'm rocking like Kurt Cobain
My clothes shine, I'm wearing Philipp Plein

I go on a caravan, always with my people
But, okay, one more, everything's fine here
Crazy, I'm loose writing my path
Surely they want to bring me down, but they don't have the edge
I don't know what they're talking about, to me they're asleep
The street kids now we're grown up
I know who I'm with, I'm with the neighborhood
Fuckin' good players, we're always blessed
Diamond mode, I'm in sport mode
And we never had the support
This is pure work and sweat
Daddy, I have no comparison
Involved in the game, I can't love you
I'm creating a work of art
You tried to tarnish me to rise
Mine is big, you're a fraud

Yeah, yeah, everyone's looking for me
Yeah, yeah, I'm killing the scene
You're left with nothing, we start from scratch
I stole your bitch like a bandit
She approached me and said, 'I love you'
But I'm only interested in money

We're involved in the greens
The kilos arrive in December
Dressed all in snake
With a baby who lies to me
Baby face, fuckin' king
She looks at me and mentions my name
I'm rocking like Kurt Cobain
My clothes shine, I'm wearing Philipp Plein

Yeah-eh, eh-eh, eh-eh-eh
Eh-eh, eh-eh-eh-eh
This is not music