Mameluco

Yeah, yeah, yeah
A little pass, my dude
(For real)
Yeah, yeah

The girls want cash, not for coloring
Now the escorts call me, they don’t want to charge
What used to be cheap is now Audemars
Designer clothes, Air Forces matched with Go-Air, for real

I put buttons on the guns for the fights
I got a vest, rolling with the crew
With Oakleys on and a couple of blunts in my ears
For the plaza one and for the girls another, I got two phones, for real

I don’t have an iPhone, I got a Blackberry, it’s fancy
The product spreading like a kid with the stuff
High as a kite, I’m feeling good, can’t smell bad
These girls spill my milk and wear a jumpsuit

The screeching in the grill, chrome worth 5000
A little stash because chill, I can’t sleep
Chasing dreams, I won’t give up for the girl
Death calls, but I’m not calling an Uber

First, I’ll hook up with these girls who want my fame
The little one who doesn’t post anything on Insta
I don’t want the one who’s sneaky and all shady
Better the girls who are down for some wild times

If there’s no cash, we don’t talk, if there’s no dough, we don’t go
A suitcase and from head to toe, Ferragamo
The girls arrive, oh, and that chocolate treat
I’m about to get close and give it to Aida Merlano

Now for a verse, they’re offering 15 grand
Before they’d give 15 grand just to get my autograph
Now I’m spitting bars, only talking about girls, drugs, and cash
And in the tracks, I don’t have anyone to back me up

The girls want cash, not for coloring
Now the escorts call me, they don’t want to charge
What used to be cheap is now Audemars
Designer clothes, Air Forces matched with Go-Air, yeah

I put buttons on the guns for the fights
I got a vest, rolling with the crew
With Oakleys on and a couple of blunts in my ears
Makes me want to take them out when I smoke two blunts

Here come the cops, look, Yeison’s hiding
Too many haters, I can’t roll without the heat
On the street, I’m always clear as day
I hit the barbershop like Zarco, I’m getting the seven

We arrived and took this kid’s stash
They’re not rappers, they’re a joke like Suso
The forty-year-old like Lil Baby, hiding in the hoodie
The girls want the big guy, let me introduce you to the dude

These Dani Dukes want a big deal
They got tired of that Liendra because he’s got a small one
And I’ve got all these girls wrapped around me
Imagine, I’m from the mountains, and my old man’s from the coast

Look here, for real
The K, Kris R
Jay B
Tell me, Juanka
We’re blowing up on TikTok, oh no
From Medallo, the trap from Medallo
The bags took everything
That’s you guys, ours is already
Ema
Frankie
The Nun
The K, The K, The K
So you don’t forget, my dude