DEL PIERO (feat. Mesita y 44 Kid)

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Rodri, you know
They already know who it is, oh-oh
Uruguay in the house, yeah
I got Del Piero's 10, ay, ay
I got the 10

I got Del Piero's 10, I come out in the 3.0
I live it the way I want, they kill me with everything I read
They're short on money, that's what the banker told me
Sorry, I don't wait for them, I move fast
What's coming to them now, I used to hear it in money
They're rappers just for their lyrics
I'm at the party with all my boys
Having fun, spending money on leather
In the city they call me Kun Agüero
They want respect, respect me first, ay, ay
We burn down the brothel, ay, ay, I don't tolerate fakes, ay, ay
We empty the ATM, we enjoy it dancing bolero
And the bills rain, the printed ones don't compromise me
I'm not alone, we're strong
Like this one goes hard, wow
Nothing and no one stops him, wow
The most expensive in the office, wow
I'm a horse tamer, they don't know how it feels
They're just cadet bitches

I'm speeding up, mommy, looking for the money
While I light up the parties, and we're in the show
Baby, you're looking at me, what are you asking me for? I want that hoe
She wants me because she knows I have the cash and at night I bring the snow
She's always hanging out, enjoying herself, the girl knows where I am
We did it by law, we finished at 6, if they call me I go
I go because I know she's my bae, dodging the law, dodging the cowboys
Mommy, I don't know who I am anymore, at night I go destroyed but still give it to you
From when I was on the bike until I'm in a Royce, ey
They keep asking how I'm making money
Avoiding the cops, like two Bugattis, I floor it and they're gone, ey, eh, eh
Swagger, the bitchie likes me to be a bandit
I always speed up and we crown in the ghetto, ey

I got Del Piero's 10, I come out in the 3.0
Now winning and showing off first
I have the trunk full of money
I have my boys crowning leather
Now singers, they call us: Trappers
We're sounding all over the world
Always with bandit codes
We're a plague that makes money
I have the 10 like Del Piero
Scoring goals, sounding in the ghetto
I break my hands stirring the pot
With the sharks, never with storytellers
If you're going to do business, don't be a flip-flopper
We have terror in the trunk
If I stop in your block, a downpour starts
So plastic, Glock, I'm Taurus, steel
Time is TikTok making money
I have real material in the Ziploc
And a stack of bills worth a whole one
That's why I upset the envious ones

From the underworld I have the key
Without robbing a bank, I split stages
Sweating and showing off, I crowned for myself
Flow 79, I gave the plan
The cat moves it, here we are Young Kings
Knocking down walls, getting in the ring
I keep going through the neighborhood even with my bling
Drinking a carton, never lean notes