Caso Bugatti
El Alfa (El Jefe)
Bugatti Case
But did he buy the Bugatti yes or no?
The finest shooter
From a Bugatti, I give you a cat
I take you for free
At your wake, I'm going to wet it
And I climb on the hood and pee on the Bugatti
And pee on the Bugatti
At your wake, I'm going to wet it
And I climb on the hood and pee on the Bugatti
And pee on the Bugatti
The shooters I have are Ducati-framed
And I pee on the Bugatti
At your wake, I'm going to wet it
And I climb on the hood and pee on the Bugatti
Call me the waiter (Jaime)
More than ten cards to spend
Cash and milk to pour
Take it all out, let's explode
Don't be afraid, let's spend
The street is angry, we're rat-a-tat-tat
The grills are lit, a firecracker
Don't compare me to so-and-so, no, to so-and-so
I sent them the real-time location and they still couldn't reach me
I, bye, bye, bye, bye, bye, bye; I told you bye
Whoever doubts that I have a Bugatti
Call the dealer, screw his mom
After the shit you talked
You slid into the DM, what do you want to record?
My dick in your woman's ass is what I'm going to record
On my waist, I have the Thompson
Legend like Magic Johnson
I throw the pitch like Randy Johnson
I kill them with three like Thompson
The finest shooter
From a Bugatti, I give you a cat
I take you for free
At your wake, I'm going to wet it
And I climb on the hood and pee on the Bugatti
And pee on the Bugatti
At your wake, I'm going to wet it
And I climb on the hood and pee on the Bugatti
And pee on the Bugatti
The shooters I have are Ducati-framed
And I pee on the Bugatti
At your wake, I'm going to wet it
And I climb on the hood and pee on the Bugatti
The hard part is not arriving, it's staying
The more they throw at me, the more I grow
All cash, I don't pay interest
I crown the turn, I sit on the throne
If you're down, I'll lift you up
They threw fertilizer, fertilizer
Taking off in the ozone layer
Waiting for my grandchildren to be born
To give them a Ferrari
Can't you see that my kids are already in Bugattis?
Number one since 2011
I accelerate the Chiron with the elevens
In your account, you had 50 cents
And in mine, I have a Beyoncé
The finest shooter
From a Bugatti, I give you a cat
I take you for free
At your wake, I'm going to wet it
And I climb on the hood and pee on the Bugatti
And pee on the Bugatti
At your wake, I'm going to wet it
And I climb on the hood and pee on the Bugatti
And pee on the Bugatti
The shooters I have are Ducati-framed
And I pee on the Bugatti
At your wake, I'm going to wet it
And I climb on the hood and pee on the Bugatti
Your chains are fake
What I have on my neck is a diamond paella
A necklace of pigeon peas on my neck
If my life were a drawing, I'd be a Jean-Michel Basquiat painting
Whoever has gone the farthest in the race stumbles
Two engines and sixteen jars
Two spoons and four forks
Chael!
