La Melena
Peso Pluma
The Mane
Since childhood in the scene
He was wild, got into trouble, loves adrenaline
And now he's not the same
We have to make money, we'll never let go of each other through the crack
And we miss our cousins
They'll soon be out of confinement, they hit us hard but they released Serafín
I take calm steps
And when I go to Las Vegas for a fair
We lit a fresh cigar
We left the mane for the lion in captivity
Wearing the VZ shirt, we don't back down
And in Culichi he burned a rooster
Trucking I sail, I'm not from Cali but we roll in San Diego
And a Bulls cap
From Chicago in the windy city we arrive well stocked for the clients
I like to party
A well-dipped blunt with that honey from the bee
