Taste Freestyle

Yeah
Ryan Castro, King Castro
(And with desires, baby) (the singer)
Brrr Brrr

A sick flow that puts them on edge
I raise the pressure when I step into action
A bicycle kick if this were soccer
Dance, ladies, with all this flavor
(Yi, yi, yi)

They’re bad and blame it on reggaeton
And now with all the new stuff, they say fuck Lil Pump
I know those rappers, and there’s more than one loudmouth
If you didn’t make it, it’s because you’re a critic

Music is lived from the heart
Experiencing the sound is a sensation

I remember more than one criticized me
And now even their girl has my song as her ringtone (uh, uh)

Chillin' all day (uh)
No loser will break my vibe (uh)
They think they’re tough and smoke on the low
They don’t know my life and curse me all day (uh)

I don’t think about freight, I think about cash (ah)
You think you’re hot shit, but you can’t back it up (ah)
(Uh) if dude, don’t misinterpret (ah)
Me against the world and a couple of losers (ah)

They feel sorry for me and say I’m their singer
They love me and say I’m not like before
They hear me in their cars and on the speakers

I came from the hood, street but classy (ah)
I live easy in my own way (uh, uh)
Rookie, get off the block (uh)
Here comes the king with a crazy shootout
So all the girls, the blondes and the brunettes can dance (uh)

Many say I lack humility
Others saw me fighting in the city
Many say they can conspire against me
They think just because I’m nice, I don’t have a dark side (ah)

Brr
Ryan Castro, King Castro (yeah)
(The singer) (and with desires, baby)
Brrr (Colombia)