Lambo (feat. C.R.O y WE$T DUBAI)

Why talk when money talks?
More quality, the zeros keep rising
In the neighborhood burning candy
I devoured that big ass whole
Your girl screams, my nigga, when I arrive
I eat her all and tell her goodbye
We make that white boy disappear
Don't speak of me if we don't know each other

Every time I go out, I escape from the cops
Always fresh, bitches want money
I'm burning candy with honey
In my drink, I see many colors
Those whites are not adding up
All my style shines, girl, I'm in charge
All my sons of bitches are not playing anymore
Better be careful if they're watching you
They can't locate me anymore, if I have you in front of me, I'll shoot you
They chose me just to be a gangster
Thanks to that shit, I was able to move away
Fake trappers want to test me
Don't doubt it, boy, the big caliber will pierce you
If we're in the shit, but there's quality

Why talk when money talks?
More quality, the zeros keep rising
In the neighborhood burning candy
I devoured that big ass whole
Your girl screams, my nigga, when I arrive
I eat her all and tell her goodbye
We make that white boy disappear
Don't speak of me if we don't know each other

She likes rallies and Lambos
Knife to the neck like Rambo
I remember the taste of her lips
Shot in the chest, never knows when
I go with my clique, we're not even 10
From the blindness I carry, I can't even see
I won't fall for that ass again
I spend time in the club counting hundreds
Lambo, lambo, all my blacks in the gang
Lambo, lambo, all my blacks shooting
Lambo, lambo, all my blacks in the gang
Gang, gang, they know I'm the one

Too much drip, I'm wetting the party
After the party, we go to the after party
I'm smoking sake, baby, not mary
At 300, baby, I'm a Bugatti
You know, Dubai, dripping like wow
You know, baby, I move it all
Your girl got close and slipped
I gave her a couple of lines and she gave in
Baby, run, run, like Usain Bolt
Dubai drip, drip, dripping like wow
Baby, you wanted to kill me without a Glock
Baby Dubai is killing it without a Glock
Baby, I'm the one who fucked you the best
If I don't escape, I'll go crazy
Baby, I'm in love with your pussy
A lot of street, baby, it's us

Why talk when money talks?
More quality, the zeros keep rising
In the neighborhood burning candy
I devoured that big ass whole
Your girl screams, my nigga, when I arrive
I eat her all and tell her goodbye
We make that white boy disappear
Don't speak of me if we don't know each other