F40

I pass them in the F40, no need for a .40
I bring terror and stop sales
I know it's strange to see your baby with my Jordans on
And if they haven't noticed

I walk in legendary flow
Hey, baby, you see me shining and it's not even because of the clothes
I have the flow they don't sell in the store
I have the sauce, Héctor Lavoe for the eighties
I am a legend

A legendary perreo
It was needed to light up the party
She's walking without a jockey, she said Daddy
And I'm loose, like an animal on safari
If it's not in the G-Wagon, it's in the Ferrari

And I don't go out, look at the crowd and what I'm worth
People say I look like a bank
The street loves me, the neighborhood wants me
A combination that makes me legendary

Everyone on the floor
No permission is asked here
The party lights up if I announce it
Go back, go back, the girl wanted it
And a couple of G's, like Wiso

Damn, on the floor
No permission is asked here
The party lights up if I announce it
Go back, go back, the girl wanted it
Reggaeton is what made me
I walk in legendary flow

Okay, bro
Briefly, I'll try to tell you why I consider myself a legend
This sounds arrogant, but it's true
How does more than fifteen years of career sound
Dominating every generation
Without even touching the possibility of going out of style?
Yes, that's also me
Legendary level

Flirting, baby, in the F, baby
The windows are already black in case they talk about me
And we're always ready, with gold like Omy
You know who I am, I've seen you in my Stories

Baby, you don't respect and when you want, you squeeze
I know you have a pair behind, but I have the straight
The .9 in the drawer, money in the hideaway
And only two seats in the F40

More than three generations and counting, normal
I lost count of how many songs and verses I've hit
Do you know what it's like to fill stadiums with a repertoire
Where 80% of it hasn't played on the radio?
I do
No one has to tell me I'm a legend
I give it to myself

Prr-ah!