No Hay Ley (part. C.R.O y STB Supremo)

[Neo Pistéa]
Virulana, burnt spoons
Cooked drug, crack like the track I cut everything in slices
Always ahead, it was always seen on my face
That I had it clear, it was always seen on my face
Hey, hey, olee
Here I handle the rag, I'm the only one
From a kid selling at school
Sneakers, drugs, phones or watches
Mommy, if White Migos arrive, all your friends get scared
Hoodies and glasses, the beto chains only the sports car serves you
Baby, if she dances with me, she'll have to go down to the floor
They lack street smarts, they lack stew, they're like Flanders, I cut their hair
It's not worth it, I don't have to do anything else
I never lied, I always said the same thing
I never changed, I always told the same thing
And it's not worth it, it's not worth it, your life is a lie, I don't know what you're counting
If mom pays for what you buy
If that car is not yours, that's dad's

[C.R.O]
There's no law here, I do it, he sleeps, I play
Bye bye bae, the bitch bores me, I'd rather play
The king returns
I wake up sweating always at 6
I wake up sweating always at 6
I wake up sweating always at 6, hey
There's no law here, I do it, he sleeps, I play
Bye bye bae, the bitch bores me, I'd rather play
The king returns
I wake up sweating always at 6
I wake up sweating always at 6
I wake up sweating always at 6, hey

[STB Supremo]
Cocaine castle mama
Your whole face falls asleep
White devil, black