A Lo Mexicano (part. Robot)

In Mexican style
We walk everywhere
They look at us on the street with rooster and tequila in hand
In Mexican style
Watch out for my brothers
Let's go, if we already went out, it's not in vain

In Mexican style
We walk everywhere
They look at us on the street with rooster and tequila in hand
In Mexican style
Watch out for my brothers
Let's go, if we already went out, it's not in vain

In Mexican style, always high
Green my cigarette, haven't gotten off the plane
Family first, my neighborhood first
Then that vice that takes me to heaven

Twelve forty and the dealer doesn't arrive
Twenty-four seven, manages his business well
Sleepless, once again on rims
But I get rich, that's what they say

I feel like a drug lord with my bank account
Good condition, I never tire of hustling
In the neighborhood, I miss mom
And also that feeling of packaging

I relax with a touch of weed
Because at twenty I did what you do at thirty
I don't lose focus, that's why I win
Always in the hustle, always Mexican

In Mexican style
We walk everywhere
They look at us on the street with rooster and tequila in hand
In Mexican style
Watch out for my brothers
Let's go, if we already went out, it's not in vain

In Mexican style
We walk everywhere
They look at us on the street with rooster and tequila in hand
In Mexican style
Watch out for my brothers
Let's go, if we already went out, it's not in vain

They don't look, they act blind, I risk if I dare
The more critical it gets, the higher my level
Now, I drink tequila, no, I owe anyone
And some think they're killing it because of the numbers on Vevo

I've been in this longer than you can imagine
That I could offer a course in respect and discipline
A witch in a dress passing by that hill
That gave me a tremendous flow to dominate the rhyme

They don't dare, especially if I have red eyes
They wanted to close the door, but the lock is loose
Now I pass by calmly, live life as I please
I don't stress, always win, never cry, don't get angry, woh

Since I was a kid, always crazy
I carry drops of regret in case I make a mistake
I cross myself, never crash, kiss my neck and touch you
They say the puppy is big, I think it's almost there

Mom, prepare me a choco, I'm going to party with Robot
Turn off the alarm, don't look at the clock
I declare myself a faithful devotee of hip hop culture
I recorded a song with the skinny guy and we killed the vibe

In Mexican style
We walk everywhere
They look at us on the street with rooster and tequila in hand
In Mexican style
Watch out for my brothers
Let's go, if we already went out, it's not in vain

In Mexican style
We walk everywhere
They look at us on the street with rooster and tequila in hand
In Mexican style
Watch out for my brothers
Let's go, if we already went out, it's not in vain