RICHARDR

Yeah, 420
Says
Let’s go, Jey O
Hey

We’re sabotaging all the rhythms
Hold on, I don’t sign, we went and collected
And we vaccinated, then we left
We’ll never reunite, take it easy with the demons

She’s better off since I got with her
Check it, pastel-colored feet with the street style
They hate me without knowing I jumped into the game at 15
They’re crazy to repeat the same
Already arriving at Spiwak with the devils in the Bent, I won’t confirm

I’m here for you, baby, again, tell me what you wanna do
We can do it at my place or stay at the hotel
You don’t wanna drink, but you wanna smell
We smoke, we kiss, I always get back in

I’m here for you, baby, tell me what you wanna do
If we do it at my place or at some motel
You don’t wanna drink, but you wanna smell
We smoke, we kiss, and I’ll get back in

I do get them, and now they’re fashion girls
Just some bold little girls with guys
She kisses my chest and slowly bends down
And if I get drunk, I’ll aim better, 'cause I’ll hit it again

In the movie, they’re family, but without me, they’re not happy
They know if they sell trap, they’ll make me laugh
The KK doesn’t know Movistar unless it’s through me
And the other one since I opened up, wants to die

In the movie, they’re family, but without me, they’re not happy
They know if they sell trap, they’ll make me laugh
The KK doesn’t know Movistar unless it’s through me
And the other one since I opened up wants to die

I’m the real deal, the rat spills the tea
They lost their dignity swallowing Richard’s milk
The other one got caught in his city, they tell him and he gets mad
He’s stressing double and his head’s swelling more

And I’m clear, I never sold out for fame or cash
They’re calling Diddy saying they wanna play the game
Always real, baby, I’ve never folded
I keep them close, living it up in El Poblado

I’m here for you, baby, again, tell me what you wanna do
We can do it at my place or stay at the hotel
You don’t wanna drink, but you wanna smell
We smoke, we kiss, I always get back in

I’m here for you, baby, tell me what you wanna do
If we do it at my place or at some motel
You don’t wanna drink, but you wanna smell
We smoke, we kiss, and I’ll get back in

With this, it’s 2-0, I do what I want with you
I shove them up my ass and get covered in shit
I’m pretty rude, and a singer but with sense
I’m sending them this time to the cemetery

And I’m gonna drop the real deal, wanna talk about snitches and the law
These kids have never in their lives fired a shot
They knew I was coming, so they’re gonna doubt
They smell like shit behind that palace

They’re cooked and I’m getting in, Jordan’s with the Retros
And if it spills, the one who was his girl, I’ll squeeze her too (says)
I’ll leave her up with a cute plan
And I’ll show them I’ll break their skeleton, baw

Hehe
Big belly, hey
Tell me, John P
Uh-huh
2036, we keep making history

Heh, ah
I’m coming in dizzy on the floor here, horrible
The track is for the babies, heh
They’re about to crash against the walls

Fat guy
Omar, drop it low and the baby Jesus, eh
Fat guy
Omar and baby Jesus, Fat guy
Omar and baby Jesus, eh