QUÉ MIERDA PASA?

I leave the neighborhood burning a blunt
I'm in the jungle like Indiana Jones
Here everyone has their cannon
I went to the club and took a truck

Always with a face of: What the fuck is going on?
Always with a face of: What the fuck is going on?
Always with a face of: What the fuck is going on?
Always with a face of (What the fuck, boom)

I leave the club like Tony Montana
Always with sunglasses and my flaming clothes
I'm with your bitch smoking marijuana
I prepared a drink, I put two Xanax

I already told you I don't want love
You know what a bitch we have in stock
All drugged playing in the club
We already look like a rock band

I'm drinking dirty water
They'll kill you if you report it
I'm smoking without cunning
The blonde whore looks like she's from Russia

And I always with a face of: What the fuck is going on?
Always with a face of: What the fuck is going on?
Always with a face of: What the fuck is going on?
Always with a face of

You know, I want my room
I messed up and left the room
Don't talk shit, you're not a narco
Don't talk shit, we'll sink your ship

Here, all monkeys with knives
They double it when they lower it
Black, I want to do what I want
Until I finally end up in a fucking box

(Gang) all my people, go to the front
They show their teeth, bark and bite
I don't give a shit what they think
I stole your bitch like a criminal

And now, what are they going to say?
They're so pathetic they make me laugh
I can't stop consuming
It's been like three days without sleep

I leave the neighborhood burning a blunt
I'm in the jungle like Indiana Jones
Here everyone has their cannon
I went to the club and took a truck

Always with a face of: What the fuck is going on?
Always with a face of: What the fuck is going on?
Always with a face of: What the fuck is going on?
Always with a face of