Mochila

They ask about the backpack
Don't forget
So cool
My style (Blunt, blunt!)
And what do I carry in the backpack?
My stash
My joint
My style (Blunt, blunt!)
What's in the backpack?
Don't forget
So cool
My style (Blunt, blunt!)
What do I carry in the backpack?
My stash
My joint
My style (Blunt, blunt!)

It's like Fresh Prince, man
I saw how she noticed me
Trying to play it cool but she saw me
She went crazy, lost it with my flow
I'm magical, so voilà
And my style brought you here
I do magic, so voilà
And my style brought you here

My stash
My style
My joint
All expensive
Maybach
Baby
I want
All expensive
A fan
Forget me
Finesse
A black cat
My stash
My joint
Maybach
All expensive
(This is the new)

They ask about the backpack
Don't forget
So cool
My style (Blunt, blunt!)
And what do I carry in the backpack?
My stash
My joint
My style (Blunt, blunt!)
What's in the backpack?
Don't forget
So cool
My style (Blunt, blunt!)
What do I carry in the backpack?
My stash
My joint
My style (Blunt, blunt!)

From my backpack
I pull out something shiny
Capable of taking your life
If you dare to mess with me
I have some buds in the backpack
I have some cloth in the backpack
I carry various stuff
But I don't carry parasites
(Ya, ya, ya)
I have the kit for the shovel, man
I have the kit for the bullets, man
All expensive, all expensive
In it, I carry my plans
I have the heaviest lyrics
(Skrrrr)
To drop everything this year
So heavy that both straps are coming loose
Yeah

They ask about the backpack
Don't forget
So cool
My style (Blunt, blunt!)
And what do I carry in the backpack?
My stash
My joint
My style (Blunt!)

Swag, swag, swag (This is the new, man)
Don't touch my dreads
My swag is undeniable
Swag, swag, swag (This is the new, man)
Want to know what's in the bag?
Please, don't touch the dreads
Swag, swag, swag
Don't touch my dreads
Swag, swag, swag
Want to know what's in the bag?
Please, don't touch the dreads