LOS FACHOS

Even if they offer me a million now
They talk about jewels and whatever
You’re nothing, just a joke
You’re just a rich kid in a chair

I don’t want anything to do with you
I don’t want a yacht and a plane
I want my grandma to be relaxed
And give her a show at the Colón

Even if they offer me a million now
They talk about jewels and whatever
You’re nothing, just a joke
You’re just a rich kid in a chair

The same old stuff, the living rats
They want the cheese I brought from another continent
The same old stuff, the fools who lie
They want the cake from the kids and I’m not even 20

Even if they offer me a million now
They talk about jewels and whatever
You’re nothing, just a joke
You’re just a rich kid in a chair

I don’t want anything to do with you
I don’t want a yacht and a plane
I want my grandma to be relaxed
And give her a show at the Colón

I’ve been smoking for a while
That cheap tobacco
And now that I’m swimming
They want to buy me a boat

They’re not gangsters for listening to Anuel
And don’t think you’re a thug for wearing a flat cap
You don’t smell richer for wearing Chanel
If you can’t even take a shower in the morning

All roads lead to Rome
But your scent leads me to my bed
All the kids act like fools
They’re not so clever anymore and say what’s up, dude

Seriously, it tires me out, it’s all lies
Seriously, it tires me out, they flip for money

Even if they offer me a million now
They talk about jewels and whatever
You’re nothing, just a joke
You’re just a rich kid in a chair

I don’t want anything to do with you
I don’t want a yacht and a plane
I want my grandma to be relaxed
And give her a show at the Colón