PERRO PRIMO RKT (feat. DT.Bilardo y BrianMix)

(Oh, now yes, bro)
Eh
Dog Cousin
Brianmix
(Oh, shit)

A little greeting for the haters who always talk bad
They want to seek fame with me and I don't even know their name
I don't forget the traitors, no, ah
Always moving forward with mine

They stalk my stories with a fake Insta
They stole the showgirl from me, I freed myself
Don't confuse acquaintance with a friend
There's always a lost traitor

Dilated pupils to get through the week
A little glass with ice, I know the weekend is calling me
A crazy little dog wants to see me tomorrow
And I'm lost in the city looking for someone to give themselves away

I like cars lowered to the ground
The truck with big wheels
Your girlfriend with big boobs, hey
And if she lets me, a little from behind
That's how we do it in my area

We're always well dressed, pimped out for the girls
For the fools, showing off with tinted windows
I can't even remember my lyrics because I'm always so crazy
From smoking so much weed, I think I'm losing it

Paraguayan, now not even crazy
We're up and not by a little
All the lights with xenon
Smoking, I don't go wrong

We're still here in the CL
The NFL jersey
I go out every weekend
It's better for you to stay quiet, babe

Pla, pla, how that exhaust sounds
Accelerate, let everyone be rescued
There are five of us in a Vento, better not even try
Waiting for the move to unleash it

Dog Cousin
Full
Cumbia 420 for the black ones
(Audioking!)
DT.Bilardo
One Blood Music, yeah
Maxi The Brother
This is full Dog Cousin
RKT 420
Kriterio Music
Brianmix
(Bilardo is on the beat, oh)
We make it easy, easy