Jimmy Fallon

Tell me, Bles

I'm counting tickets, tickets like Jimmy Fallon
I'm nailing triples like Kobe or Malone
That girl tells me: Lucho, you're really bad
I know she's wild in bed, a kiss and back to the neighborhood
It's been a day, bro, I don't deal with fakes
And the street is burning, chain in the pool
I'm exploding the party like David Guetta
I left them out of the game, I'm David Beckham

Writing to you in the Uber, arriving at the studio
If I smoke their shit, bae, I feel dirty
I feel enlightened in the dark environment
I learned without differences, breaking down walls
I feel like Irving, I'm a rainbow
The lights of my bling bling shining
With me it feels like Britney
Lighting up the Phillies
And there are a couple of niggas watching
They don't feel so gangster anymore
I'm burning Tangie
They want to take me out of the game
Let that bitch forgive me
I was born poor, I'll die rich
If I saw them freaking out

I'm counting tickets, tickets like Jimmy Fallon
I'm nailing triples like Kobe or Malone
That girl tells me: Lucho, you're really bad
I know she's wild in bed, a kiss and back to the neighborhood
It's been a day, bro, I don't deal with fakes
And the street is burning, chain in the pool
I'm exploding the party like David Guetta
I left them out of the game, I'm David Beckham

I'm jumping into the pool with a chain around my neck
Checking Instagram while laughing at it
My mom watches my video, says: What a beautiful son
I'm making more money than you without having a seal
They heard this flow and say: How does he do it?
It's with so much class, if it satisfies you
Once again Lucho Young Blood has moved on to the next level
I have the rhythm inside, you're born for this
I never threw in the towel, I came for the big things
I can give you goosebumps if I let out two phrases
You want to get close, you're not there yet
Keep trying, no need to worry
They want to guess my trap move
I'm livin' up, whippin' whippin' criminal
I woke up dizzy, in the wrong city
I feel like a star, I'm ready to spend

I'm counting tickets, tickets like Jimmy Fallon
I'm nailing triples like Kobe or Malone
That girl tells me: Lucho, you're really bad
I know she's wild in bed, a kiss and back to the neighborhood
It's been a day, bro, I don't deal with fakes
And the street is burning, chain in the pool
I'm exploding the party like David Guetta
I left them out of the game, I'm David Beckham

(Young Blood, yes, Bles)