BLOQUES Y CASERÍOS (part. Dowba Montana)

Yeah
Hey, yo, Myke, they know we out here
Haha

Hey, the more I win, the more bottles I pop, we winning
Hey, and it wasn't in vain, all the expensive leather follows me
Hey, and I don’t follow back, fuck these [unknown], we demons
Hey, behind the cash, I want money and that’s it

Hey, the more I win, the more bottles I pop, we winning
Hey, and it wasn't in vain, all the expensive leather follows me
Hey, and I don’t follow back, fuck these [unknown], we demons
Hey, behind the cash, I want money and that’s it

The AMG on the highway, this Mercedes has power
With two hot girls listening to Myke Towers
What I want is a threesome, fuck after hours
No Sour, that’s Zaza

Buss down, [unknown] smoke
Frenchie dog, bulldog the breed
30k per party, I got a ton of spots
Better than me? What’s your basis?

Not even 100k views, damn, you’re pushing it
Michael, tell me if a loser is pushing it
Too much envy, anyone can fail
Puerto Rico, my third home
The bori and the domi, punk, review it

Eh, fuck around, boom
Myke Towers opens the sunroof
These punks die soon
Blocks and houses, click-clack-boom

Fuck around, boom
Myke Towers opens the sunroof
These punks die soon
Blocks and houses, click-clack-boom

Uff, uff
Blocks and houses, click-clack-boom
Yeah, yeah, hey

We pop out through the sunroof
Rolling presidential, the trucks are bulletproof
The cars back to back, you know how I move
Every weekend a new girl

Dowba hit me up to go on a mission and I’m down
My crew is a family like the Creston
It’s either money or weed when I’m around
I don’t give a damn about these bitches

They tremble if I show up with the crew
We can easily pause your movie
I got twelve girls like they’re my disciples
So much swagger that it can’t be hidden

If you want a wallet, just tell me
If not, I’ll drop the cash and you get it yourself
They want the crown, but they gotta measure up
If I give the green light, all my crazy ones with the rifles go

Myke Towers, opens the sunroof
Blocks and houses, click-clack-boom
Eh, fuck around, boom
Blocks and houses, click-clack-boom

Boom, yeah
Blocks and houses, click-clack-boom
Boom, yeah
Blocks and houses, click-clack-boom

Haha, yeah
Young Kingz, baby
Yeah
Dowba
Yah
It’s NYC, so be quiet

Dowba Montana, nigga, ah
Myke Towers, yeah
They know the vibes
Yeah
Blocks and houses, click-clack-boom
Young Kingz

Ah, and they call me Montana
Myke Towers, baby
Yeah, they know what’s up
From PR to New York and from New York to RD