GIVENCHY

Duko!
This is by Big One, baby

I put on my best Jordans
An Italian name written on the strap
Diamonds shine with the new van
And my music note goes up when the song plays

I was looking for you, but I didn't find you
I need your number, that someone gives it to me
I just want to show you a couple of things I know
Give me your location to pick you once for all

(Everything Foreign, haha)

More money, more spending
More clothes, more grass
More brand, more deal'
New deal, contract

I win and I share it
In exact pieces
My ship is not sinking
I traffic and I am not a drug trafficker

I have my people speaking Italian
From Monday to Friday they only eat pasta
I have my haters telling me enough
Ginobili mode, I ain't wrong

Screw the caste system
With effort you earn and pleasure you spend
We were down and now I'm up
If they don't get out of the way, Duko crushes them

I'm going to get drunker than ever
I went to Givenchy and I spent all my money
I'm writing a few words to my dead grandmother
Angels cry at me while they point at me

I'm blocking them, let them change their route
The hatred on their face, my body enjoys
I enter the studio with absolute calm
Mine listen to it, they say: What a son of a bitch

At this funeral, I'm going black like Venom
With my double cup, I'm addicted to poison
I am 4x4, I am off-road
They call me the beast, this is what I'm good for

I know how to front, but I don't exaggerate
I reached a hundred, I came from zero
Dollars from abroad
I made them want to be a rapper'

More money, more spending
More clothes, more grass
More brand, more deal'
New deal, contract

I win and I share it
In exact pieces
My ship is not sinking
I traffic and I am not a drug trafficker

I'm going to Miami and I'm a bastard
I went to Spain and I'm a bastard
I'm going to Italy and I'm a bastard, ah
I'm just a bastard

In this league, I would be LeBron
I made the smallest team the champion
It's been five years, how fresh I am
I make them look older than me

They wanted me to go bankrupt, they wanted me to get sick
I got stronger, I got more bossier
I signed up for the check, I signed up for the efe
The VV diamonds and the reflective shoes

If you see me believing, it's because I'm Argentine
If you see my closet, I look Italian
Higher counts than Andean mountains
And i got more faith than the entire Vatican

We take everything, that's why we come
The clothes, the asses, the kilos and the grams
I gave it 360, the return to destiny
I went up and we did it'

My girl also wears Jordan
And she likes to walk on the carpet
And she likes to leave it 'in the shadows'
Fuck that, yours' and mine', they don't name them

In my shoes I have a pair of cobras
I sing to Sandra like to Donda
And I hope Kanye answers me
And mine wait another round

Fuck that, my Moncler vest is bulletproof
Ballin' the league, I'm Dončić in Dallas
'Tamo good, 'tamo trendy
With a couple of shows, I bought a Bentley

If they throw me, I won't be offended
I arrive at the hotel and I don't like the smoke
But we transform it into friendly smoke

It's the Duko, you know
You already knew, mommy
I hope you enjoyed Reggaeton Season
Devils season coming soon