Bandidos (feat. Omy De Oro)

And this is until people say
That we don't sing more songs
For now, I enjoy the blunts

Spending every day
You can't imagine my gifts
I send you to look for me even if you hide in the pantheons

This is the routine every day
Party, bitches, and mansions
We have the route and connections

Live your life and not mine
What they say without balls
In the name of the haters are the blunts I light up

Where I come from is tough
Where I'm going is tougher
But the one above is the one who gave them to me
The one above is the one who helped me

The babies follow me
The feds follow me, the street follows me
I'm clear in all the residential areas
We don't change our ideals for anyone
In the cars we ride in, they look like spaceships

Don't ask how I am, it will bite you
I didn't seek fame, it came unintentionally
I come from the hole and I don't plan to go back there, hey
Two Perco and two Xana, the mind never heals

The Alejandro Sosa of all these Montanas
The stones shining look like the Moon
It was given to us, bastards, we already gave the boom
This flow is bubblegum
I have a couple of clones, but like me, there is none
I'm hacked like Jordan in Looney Tune, uoh

The Phillie is already lit, we light up the road
Since seventeen, we live as we want
Since seventeen, we live as bandits
And we don't back down, understand what I'm saying

We level up, I'm not the same as yesterday
Because now I have the account exploding every month
The bitches come to me in tens

Do you understand what I'm trying to say with all this?
None compare to us or take our place
Bastards, for that fronting, I'm here

This is the routine every day
Party, bitches, and mansions
We have the route and connections

Live your life and not mine
What they say without balls
In the name of the haters are the blunts I light up

And this is until people say
That we don't sing more songs
For now, I enjoy the blunts

Spending every day
You can't imagine my gifts
I send you to look for me even if you hide in the pantheons

They say they're street, but I sing more than them
I sing more than them, I sing more than them
They say they ride, but they're idiots
But they're idiots, but they're idiots, ah

(They say they're street, but I sing more than them
I sing more than them, I sing more than them
They say they ride, but they're idiots
But they're idiots, but they're idiots)

Omeh, Omeh, Omeh
Ah-ah
Indica, Nata
Hey, hey, ah
Humble Ranch
Tell me, Ecua
Indica, Only
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