Tranquiland (feat. Luar La L, Pacho, Pusho, Ñejo, Darkiel)

I filled the stash, I'm laid back
Now I'm friends, my boy
Of hypocrisy, you are not mine

Stay tuned to my business

They bite because there's no money
They want to see me well but not better than them damn rat
They keep an eye on how many
Thousands I have in bales, their look gives them away

Stay tuned to my business you are
I keep in mine tranquiland
Don't mess with me, I arrive with a bunch of Martians
We make you fly without wings Peter Pan

Stay tuned to my business you are
I keep in mine tranquiland
I have Mickey's combs in my Land
None of them have word and that's why they give

What's up asshole come down with the Martians?
(What's up asshole?)
You snore hp and you won't see your old man again
If there's money we negotiate
(How much is there?)
And if there's a problem a couple of shots we exchange
(Ploo)
When the Glock sounds you know we explode it
(Rrrr)
Don't throw us indirect hp that we get angry
We arrive, we kidnap and we chop them up
So you know lick dick I don't shake my hand
I'm real, as the Domi say cereal tiguere
If you snore it will cost you
And if there's no fear of dying asshole there's no fear of killing
So don't threaten me because something might happen
Lick dick so you keep saying from the studio to the case
I steal your bitch flow Altuve steals bases
Someone who applies more pressure than me has not yet been born (asshole)

Stay tuned to my business you are
I keep in mine tranquiland
Don't mess with me, I arrive with a bunch of Martians
We make you fly without wings Peter Pan

Stay tuned to my business you are
I keep in mine tranquiland
I have Mickey's combs in my land
None of them have word and that's why they give

I already have a couple of kills aimed, you stopped living
You said things you didn't have to say
For bitten, turned, for going and coming
We gave them to you, no one saw you die
With flight no one picks my wings
If there's money there's a ticket for a bullet
You died I'm still alive something that doesn't equal us
I don't point to the one who pulls it
Bandit in the MetGala
You ran out of money and you don't pull
I don't get on the turn if Vin Diesel doesn't drive
The cone of the wheity
With that life grays
If you saw your lover here on my cell
She makes art when she takes my brush
More than us they don't have
They turn around, they don't stay
They faltered that's why they give and mine don't cooperate
Not even with the sata that ask to be operated
If they don't contribute a damn thing, don't expect anything from me
30 towers the same we almost gave him an update
Here the war explodes as if it were Pompey
The L's keep coming in cornflakes boxes
They say they are street, I catch them and they all scream mayday
Tell West, we're medusa Versace not guess
Don't you see that these people stick together for interest
The most important pharaoh like in the Bible Ramses
I vaquiee with the famous victory for cadesh
I know this, I go to bed early
Medusa the mother of so many worms
Ask for light we enlighten you
Squeeze I eat your cakes flow gypsy arm
Normal people ride in a car and I in a UFO with the Martians (nigga)