Paquetes

Moving twice as many packages as when I started
Keeping my word, I never threatened you
Breaking down papers only until dawn
I know, you're a cop but you don't recognize

You never had what it takes to catch this sultan
And I'm pointing fingers at your crew all over the block
I'll do more than one job to make ends meet
Dealing with you can fail like a bad trip

Because you have no word, uneducated cat
When I cross paths with you, you'll run a marathon
I have MDB on the street by my gun
And I hit the streets always ready for action

And I come with the gold and the Peruvian avoiding the cops
While Bardero$ play, smoke comes out of my window
From end to end, we're making money
I'm getting rich with marijuana

More fanatic and trigger-happy than your security (uh)
And I have more moves than Piti
That tail came, I just crowned myself in the city
Sent my girl to drop some stickies

You act tough, but you're just a teddy bear taking xanax
You're a toad with a frog's badge
In the neighborhood, you're known for stirring the pot
And they call me Mero for moving the branch

I have several little dealers doing the right thing
I have a couple of kittens counting papers
Like my little brother Franky, my blunt has snow
And I put a diamond on the barrel of the nine

It's known that those rappers are all talk
They never did a break-in or sold coke
I didn't want to be a bandit, I do what I have to
For years, we've been hitting Europe every week

How can I not laugh hearing their lyrics?
If I see their faces and know they're not telling the truth
A real trapper earns it in the streets
You win discs with girls making faces

The crap I make goes to the slum
Avoiding controls, let me have an armory
The one who earned the respect of all the bandits
Or have the best lyrics in the whole bay

The merchandise is arriving by mail
One hundred percent quality vacuum-packed
The packages hidden at my aunt's house
I live and make money at my uncle's house

Moving twice as many packages as when I started
Keeping my word, I never threatened you
Breaking down papers only until dawn
I know, you're a cop but you don't recognize

You never had the guts to stand up to the tough guys
Because you know that on the street I have my enforcers active
Every day that passes, I'm making more money
Investing in a longer piece to fill you with holes

You act tough, but you're just a teddy bear taking xanax
You're a toad with a frog's badge
In the neighborhood, you're known for stirring the pot
And they call me 'the Mero' for moving the branch

This is for the people who are in prison
Because my boys kill the depression
I gave those fake rappers a lesson
Because the street is in my heart

Counting money, never stops making more stacks
The truck overloaded with greens coming in for weed
And Troca's clients pay cash
In a fairy dust, she waits for me

My people in the mountains
I win inside and out
They'll cry the whole gang if the day I die
Wrapped in my flag, my nigga

Haha, I think that's enough
MDB in the house
Doing it for real from the sky
And this isn't music, it's dope