Prada

Plutónio

Prada

Gangsters don’t need
To wear Gucci or Prada
Gangsters don’t need
To explain a damn thing
But if you ask why
I’ve got a straight face
It’s 'cause I save my smile
Just for your girlfriend

On Wednesday I went
To eat seafood on the patio
On Thursday I hit the Tamariz
With your sister-in-law
Since Friday
She hasn’t said a word
Never saw a black gun
Only saw a chrome one

Hold up
At 27
You wanna meet me?
I’ll be with seven more
Bullets don’t beef with pocket knives
Gorillas don’t chew gum
Bosses don’t talk to puppets
You’re worse than rappers
Beefing over trap
You wanna be Tupac saying Tupack
You’re a shame to all the blacks
Neither gold nor silver
Your morals are just cheap shit
I know you don’t live what you rap
You’re on playback
You kiss the mouth
Where the dude just sticks it
You mentioned my name
I don’t even know Feedback
Don’t confuse gangsters
With internet rappers

Gangsters don’t need
To wear Gucci or Prada
Gangsters don’t need
To explain a damn thing
But if you ask why
I’ve got a straight face
It’s 'cause I save my smile
Just for your girlfriend

I’ve been in the game since I was little
Going against my fate
In the midst of black and mixed folks
I stand out like an albino kid
I’m not into Moschino fashion
But I rock my own style
I’ve got some brands
But I don’t leave marks
I’m killing more ladies
Than assassins
You’re always talking about my life
In the neighbor’s
I just brush with Damas
But I’ve got a few Valentinos
Salary of a beat-up car
At a concert on the weekend
Gangsters talk little
Do everything on the low

Gangsters don’t need
To wear Gucci or Prada
Gangsters don’t need
To explain a damn thing
But if you ask why
I’ve got a straight face
It’s 'cause I save my smile
Just for your girlfriend
On Wednesday I went
To eat seafood on the patio
On Thursday I hit the Tamariz
With your sister-in-law
Since Friday
She hasn’t said a word
Never saw a black gun
Only saw a chrome one