A 200 (feat. Jairo Vera y Bayron Fire)

I brought you a little jam to dance to
Baby girl

I’m on my way to get you
Cruising down Vespucio at 200
Seat leaned back
Wait for me, babe
I’m your artist
And my moment’s coming
I’m surrounded by envy
But I’m moving fast, not slow

I’m picking you up at your place
You’re so beautiful, girl, you’re a knockout
Don’t turn down the date
Let’s have a good chat
Burning up a vibe

I’ve got a little issue but it’s fixable
Jealous fools trying to bring me down
My queen, the boss, untouchable
Anyone who tries to mess with me
I’ll send them to God to talk

They want to see my downfall
Where my LV’s at
They’re waiting for me to fall
But the kid keeps rising
Even though evil surrounds me
With you, I feel on cloud nine
Counting oranges and blues

'Cause now we’re living large
Living large
We’re ready, thank God
And for the envy, cheers

Living large
Living large
The fools are hustling
Asking how I’m doing
Well, how are you doing?

I’m on my way to get you
Cruising down Vespucio at 200
Seat leaned back
Wait for me, babe
I’m your artist
Come on, let’s live the moment
I’ll make you mine for life
And if I messed up, babe, I’m sorry

Jairo Vera

I’m surrounded by fake people
So much fame and cash at my young age
Many want a piece of what I have, but they won’t get it
And they never will
'Cause you were born for me and no one else
I’m all in with the one who calms me
My girl, the only one who knows loyalty

I’ve been wanting you for a while
I’m gonna take off that top
This is until we crash
Let the fools pay for protection
I’m the only devil
That you let touch you
I didn’t waste my time
I’m all in for you, to get you out of the block

Bayron Fire

I’m in the Cherokee, going all out
The fools envy me
But they can’t catch up
They want to reach me but bounce back
Sultan vibes, they’re not on my level
And they’re
Trapped, expensive Italian style
Baby, I’m coming for you, I’m masked up
I’m the most expensive product

I know I’m not messing up
I’m the damn one who makes you songs
Today I made over 100 grand
Pick some laces
Let’s go wherever, I’ll cover you
All the vacations
Your complete artist never holds back
Like these fools

I’m on my way to get you
Cruising down Vespucio at 200
Top down, seat leaned back
With the Glock and the Smith and
Babe, I’m your artist
And my moment’s coming
Recording with Sebita
And with Jairo breaking it down

'Cause now we’re living large
Living large
We’re ready, thank God
And for the envy, cheers

Living large
Living large
The fools are hustling
Asking how I’m doing
Well, how are you doing?