Sabadrugs

The party's lit
A bunch of bitches
The haters are losers
They pop the beers

The party's lit
A bunch of bitches
The haters are losers
They pop the beers

What's up, dude, we're coming in strong
Your crew shut up, stole the spotlight
A boss style, can't handle the pressure
Tequila or blunt, our rhymes are high tension

Call your crew, I call it a big crew
I have a crew that never leaves me
I roll with the badass crew
My crew's badass, never disappoints

For my homies, what's up, let's have another round
We comb the area all around the roundabout
In style, cool with my crew
Remik, Mara, Raster dropping another track

My crew's badass, my badass crew
Never disappoints, for my homies, what's up
Let's have another round
Remik, Mara, Raster dropping another track

Tell me what you want, I'll get the weed
With red eyes but not sure if it shows
Looking for big butts with big boobs
Always living the crazy life

This is for my dogs, crazy gangsters
Some pull guns, others pull knives
If you want, I'll show you, not much effort
The party starts when the firewood ignites

We're the ones who rock, they already noticed
We're the ones who search, we have it for sale
You feel the attention when we walk through the door
I tell the truth, that's why I'm the real deal

I'm so used to it
If they know me well
And I don't know where I'm going
That's why I am who I am

The party's lit
A bunch of bitches
The haters are losers
They pop the beers

The party's lit
A bunch of bitches
The haters are losers
They pop the beers

Time, booze, night
Dressed up to avoid reproach
Everyone's crazy in the head
With the squick, all panicky

Yeh, from the sticks to TJ
Track to the right is law
Dude, when it's your turn, it's your turn
Girl, want more? Just open your mouth

Crazy, you have to be ready for anything
You know well that I spend my time between parties
Fire, synonymous with my habit
You're with me, buddy, if not, where are you going?

It's what I want, I'm an ace in money
Isn't it crazy? The smoke fills me up
Hallucinating, behind the state
Don't mess with me because I'm already the devil

We're the craziest of the scene
Ask your homies in the hood who's making noise
Who stops these wolves in the full moon?
They'll feast on you if you bring some good ass

I'm with pure fine rooster, with hens I dominate
Who know I rhyme cool
If you don't bring anything for the casino, then why did you come?
The place here is really dirty

I'm already messed up, with more faces than the tato
The nose already caught me, because it's sabadrugs
I'm already messed up, with more faces than the tato
The nose already caught me, because it's sabadrugs

The party's lit
A bunch of bitches
The haters are losers
They pop the beers

The party's lit
A bunch of bitches
The haters are losers
They pop the beers