Anti Rana

Hey
The 23, The 23
You already know who I am

When I arrive, I want all eyes on the ground
We're already stuck together but I feel like I'm hitting you
For those who make trouble, we're going to light their hair on fire
I put your bitch on all fours and hit her on the cheeks with the mallet
Through the steps, clown, smack
My words are scarce
If they want to try their luck, we'll give them a shot
With corn silk hair, I'm out in the street looking for a couple of cases

For the fools, gunshots, for the bitches, I have a whip
They see me and want hugs, I throw the lasso at them
My children, follow my steps
Here we are in a tub and you turned around, floating

Anti frog, generating money
That bitch calls when she feels like it
Five in the morning, I set her on fire
I activate my buddies, gold in the Cubans and

I shut their mouths, when I go down the na'e
I stop fifteen melons in their faces, prr
We already drank, now everything's fine
Soon you'll see me floating in a Cayenne

Smoking a baku, counting, it's all good now
Bitch with a different look, uh
Tell me who you are, I have a cut igloo neck
On the bigcvyu track, ugly duckling and Edu
Now we're in the boom and the bitches in their element
They'll get on my yacht, the one who got wet with me on the raft
Now thanks to God, cheap doesn't cut it
Whatever you want, I'll give you a chance

We catch the whores by surprise
Trending, just hits, we're on a streak
When the baby gets drunk
She gets flirty, wants me to put it in her inside the disco

For the note, I have the touch in the recipe
There's no bill that fits in the hideout
Burning a z, she has a doll's body
In cars, motels, with her I put her in the room, I don't want love, give it to her
Cool cut, she takes it off, go skinny
Move the boat here while this stake
I put it in a hammock, passing a couple of stakes
We have money to spend, screwing even a flight attendant
(And you know who I am)

Anti frog, generating money
That bitch calls when she feels like it
Five in the morning, I set her on fire
I activate my buddies, gold in the Cubans and
I shut their mouths, when I go down the na'e
I stop fifteen melons in their faces, prr
We already drank, now everything's fine
Soon you'll see me floating in a Cayenne

When I arrive, I want all eyes on the ground
Look at the ground
Look at the ground
When I arrive, I want all eyes on the ground
Look at the ground, ground, ground