I GOT IT (part. Callejero Fino)

We arrived just in time, sorry for the delay
I'll talk to you in five, the accountant is calling me
I go faster than my motorcycle goes
Some improve, others get worse
I like your smile, I love your waist
I'll give you whatever you ask for, but not my heart
I want to fill a stadium, not play on the radio station
Mommy, I can't now because now

I have in mind shows uoh yeah I got it
I fall with flow to all the places
They closed the door on us and we opened it without a key
I feel like a light is guiding me and sending me signals

I see them slow, uoh yeah I got it
I hit my glow, don't compare yourself to me
This shit was grey but I made it clear
Here we play on the street, not on the radio or in bars

I want more of me ah you want less of me mmh
I don't cause him stress yeah ah mmh
I want more of your ah I want less of the mmh
You take away my stress

Stay as long as you want, don't look at how much
Sleep peacefully, I'll wake you up at seven
I know they throw you away, but it's not that big of a deal
No drama says he loved it

I put on the Nikes and they never arrive on time
But she waits for me, I'm not like the rest
When I go to a party or an event
The guy at the door recognizes me without my ID

And you won't hear me say I can't
I am more of a doer than a complainer
I want the account to have a couple more zeros
But I'm not going back to zero anymore

I have shows in mind, uoh yeah I got it
I fall with flow to all the places
They closed the door on us and we opened it without a key
I feel like a light is guiding me and sending me signals

I see them slow, uoh yeah I got it
I hit my glow, don't compare yourself to me
This shit was grey but I made it clear
Here we play on the street, not on the radio or in bars

They already know me, always something different
I got prettier so put the lens right
Forreo, fronteo, I like to spice up the atmosphere
If you want we can measure each other but let them come face to face

In a row and one by one
I write while I smoke
You're talking to a Formula 1 driver
If you wake up early make me breakfast
In the morning everything is cool, at night I don't see you

Because the other one calls me and with you there are two
Don't be toxic crazy I know how you are
If they ask you who I am, say with me
If I come in, we all come in

My chain shines and the donkey hits you
I carry the pistol on my waist
If I go into action they feel the pressure
But for now they save because

I have in mind shows uoh toy' al gare
I'm still waiting to be shot
Make it cool, get together in pairs
That in our league only starters play

I see them slow, uoh yeah I got it
I hit my glow, don't compare yourself to me
This shit was grey but I made it clear
Here we play on the street, not on the radio or in bars

I am CF mommy
Well
This is Argentina, you bastard
Pay attention to the rochas kiss and the giles gust, turra
Sharpen your pencil now!
Oh ok