Tragos Fuertes

(Dream within a dream)

[Ysy a]
Descending zombie with gifts from the place
And some strong drinks (yeah-eh-eh-eh)
Arriving at a new embassy without stopping
It's always waiting for me (eh-eh-eh-eh)

Descending zombie with gifts from the place
And some strong drinks
He's going to medicate himself when he sees me
Arriving at a new embassy without stopping
It's always waiting for me
She came and left smiling, I want to see her again

Entering with a hundred kilos into the room and on another continent
With space for a sleeping monster
My gangster without wanting to see you
Those lips don't speak of love but of different languages
Traveling the world looking for a taste
That I don't think they'll find (yeah, obie wanshot, baby)

[Obie wanshot]
I feel new (new), mommy, I can't believe it (can't believe it)
The Colombian girl gets on the coke, in the bm I move (dry the real)
I have my black ones making me get to know the ghetto (haha)
The owner of the point awake, and your bitch wanting it inside?
Fuck that shit, again, my black one controlling it (controlling everything)
The street, the cars (wuh, rra), I like it more when we control the club
I fall with the mob, we control the club (jah)
I know the gangsters, the whores, the dealers give me drugs (jah: They give me)
I feel like a boss but imagine if I have a Glock (draco)
At the party daddy says (boss), I have weed and there are pills (jah; always)
I'm about to leave but I always have the tana with batteries (ra; whu; ra, ra, ra, ra, ra)
The Adidas van thinking about the money, lost look (yah, jah, yah-yah, ah-ah)
If it's not for the shows it's for the fine drugs (jah; those whores suck for drugs)

[Ysy a]
Ah, bad-bad, dude, nice, intense partying then, right?
Besides, I cut the bombs, friend, yeah, so
This week I'm going there to smoke some good stuff, right?
What's up, dude, how are you?

Yeah, eh (I'm), yeah
I'm with a face that didn't come to talk to the sun
Offers of love, the gifts arrive to the highest bidder
Gifts fall at the point where we are, the vip whore screams
How many are there? (yes, how many are there?)
Your trapper is off, a nintendo switch dodging them
She looks at me with her face on the phone (phone)
And I'm with a face that didn't come to talk to the sun
Yeah, yeah, yeah, to talk to the sun
Trap niggas on the scene, they suck and spit
I never had to lie to take control
Wanshot arrived in Spain and there I was waiting for him
With a thousand comforts and a luxury after-party for after the show, yeah

Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah (eh-eh-eh-eh)
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah (eh-eh-eh-eh)
Yeah-yeah-yeah

Descending zombie with gifts from the place
And some strong drinks (yeah-eh-eh-eh)
Arriving at a new embassy without stopping
It's always waiting for me (eh-eh-eh-eh)