Sacala

Sound it, sound it, sound it
I bring new drugs, try it
Take out your Glock and cock it
And if you're scum, scum it

Stick it, stick it, stick the light
Because here the odyssey was armed
The tide is rising more
The piranhas are hungry already

Take it out, take it out, take it out and prr
Melting gonorrhea
I ignore them because I'm all about the money
Not worried about giving them tasks

Call the girls, we're going to the club
Take over however you can
This is VIP, kid, let me explain
Go run errands and dance

We're stuck, stuck and pulled
Like a ticket stuck
The money is running out
I don't want new niggas by my side

Uh
I'm the same as yesterday but more successful
And you saying I've changed
I haven't changed, man
I take care of my business and don't want freeloaders
Close

Dad, my life is a party
You get up and go to bed
Thinking about how you can have one day
A life as fresh as this
And it's not lent to you because by putting aside
Modesty you simply bet on failure
And how do I explain it so as not to offend you
Your flow is shit and stinks

We come basket after basket like
Golden on the return (chazz, chazzz)
In flirting I give you a sample, I'm the real beast
What's the point of being an artist
If what you contribute neither adds nor subtracts
What are years on the track worth
And being in magazines if no one likes you

Sound it, sound it, sound it
I bring new drugs, try it
Take out your Glock and cock it
And if you're scum, scum it

Stick it, stick it, stick the light
Because here the odyssey was armed
The tide is rising more
The piranhas are hungry already

Take it out, take it out, take it out and prr
Melting gonorrhea
I ignore them because I'm all about the money
Not worried about giving them tasks

Call the girls, we're going to the club
Take over however you can
This is VIP, kid, let me explain
Go run errands and dance

Here no one commits
I want your ass and you want my bills
Let me explode your confetti
Your pussy is the cave, mommy, my dick the yeti yeti

Here if it's taken out, it's used
In my crew, no one abuses
The Russian AK47s only come out if necessary

To sweep you off the floor
Eleggua warding off spells
If I kill you, your mom comes out crying
Reporting to see who did it

But she didn't know that her son
Crashed when he was carried away by vice
Gang shit is the religion, we are the owners of the building

My naked baby looks like a goddess
And I offer myself to her as a sacrifice
Medusa Versace in my closet
Vacationing is my job