Chikilladas

Lucas, here comes the one who messes you up
My flow's like a bazooka aimed right at your neck
To start off, you ain't worth shit, always getting your ass kicked
For being a player, fighting over girls

I just get my neck twisted
You can find me in Indepe if you’re looking for me
The chop you keep mentioning
Is the one that hangs and I’m hitting on your girl

Screw it, let’s get wild so you can get wrecked
Jaime the mailman told me
That since no one wants you in your hood
You had to ask for a handout up in the hills

Come through so you can see how I dance on you
This goes straight to the kids
That your best views ain't 'cause you're an artist
But 'cause of the interviews with Alexis Chaires

I’m living the blessed life, with dreamy eyes
The most hated, I swear to God
Without my crew and my lyrics, none would’ve hit

It’s already midnight, come on in, my Cinderella
Going in dry, girl, so you can feel it
I don’t know where you got the rent from
If you want, let’s hit the bank so you can see my account

My spoiled girl, don’t cry
You’ll feel the pressure when you hear the drums
From rats to rats, dude, there are values
Don’t you remember when you robbed More?

Or the furniture you stole on the 12th, snitch
And the clothes you lifted from Jerry over in Irapuato
I wrote this just to pass the time
And to recognize how two-faced this dude is

He’s gonna get a beatdown from that little Chespirito
For messing with whores, he got an infection in his dick
Your Pepito jokes don’t impress me
Nor your fake claws you buy over in Tepito

They told me, my shadow, the bad things you said about me
When I shook your hand, you stabbed me in the back
I was always there for you when you needed me
And when I needed you, you bailed

The Saca el Toque wouldn’t have dropped
Just because Angy made you record, record
Back then you were the one who was hitting
Just 'cause they didn’t know Ahumada yet

And that house you mention, you were
Sleeping, tripping, shitting, stuffing your face
Now you drink it or spill it
'Cause I’m rolling through your hood with the ones who slapped you

What the hell did you appreciate about me, no way
Cut the crap
If you want parties and get-togethers
There are the clown shows and the childish antics of Chikimamadas

You talked about my mom, what a cowardly move
But here’s a son who if you throw down, he’ll respond
Dude, better lighten up a bit for your mom
'Cause she’s out there charging 100 bucks a dance

In the bars and all the spots
Ask for my name so you can see my damn last name carries weight
And between us, there’s a small difference
I show off my kid, and yours makes you embarrassed

Respect your elders, especially when you see the heights
Only to the boss lady is the only one this demon prays

Chill out, if you touch me, you’ll freeze
I’m the most viral thing your eyes have seen
In the top of the most listened-to rappers
Today I’m here to take out the dead that had already risen

You spent 6 hours with your head down
I was recording while you were shaking
Saying you didn’t deserve my friendship
And that day you said: Maybe I’m envying you

'Cause I’m good and you’re bad
And this Christmas your gift is this stick
Since you don’t know about my present
You’re out there digging up dirt on my past

Kids, the witch has arrived with her nahuales
Where I go, you don’t go, where I come out, you don’t come out
The broom is for flying 'cause to sweep, my genitals are here
You’ll feel the sting of my cactus

I got backup, my buddy Yopo and Huevo
And a pack in case I owe someone
Throwing shade at my sister, dude, you act like a rookie
When yours was sucking it for a lid of an egg

The shit I drop is heavy
Neither here nor there, I’m moving forward
Each on their own path
And let destiny dictate our fate

I don’t know where you get that I did three hexes on you
If we all know that those who do wrong get hit hard
Tell the little witch at Juárez market
To give you the cash 'cause she lied to you three times real bad

I’m a fidencista and villista, they call me Pancho
I’m a rooster, I sing even if I’m not in my ranch
The matachín has arrived with his feathered hat
I don’t lower my gaze
Don Quixote of La Mancha if I get stained

Don’t take it to heart, it’s just musical warfare
Lalo Biggie with Tucpac, my lethal flow
So much time asleep that they woke the beast
Envy stinks, and if it’s messed up, I brought the diaper

Just fine flowers that my grass carries
What your car is worth is what I spend on drugs
Damn, covered face, I’ll call you Cristian Castro
My little one has a dad, and yours has a stepdad

If you want to beat me, call me, I’ll write them for you
Thanks to you, I could see the eyes of my enemy
Also recognize that here there are no friends
And here I am calm, pupil with all my goats

We’re not the same, I’m not like you
More like your damn anger is 'cause I’m more than you
You have to mention Ahumada to get views on YouTube
Here there’s no ubi, Teletubi, where I went up, you didn’t go up

Everyone has a tail to be stepped on
That I don’t represent anything in what they say
Here I am on top just to let you know
Well carefree, smoking, dude, laughing and rising.