TRAP.N.EXPORT (feat. Modo Diablo, Duki, y Neo Pistea)

I came from another planet, yeah, yeah

I came from another planet, I got off the ship
My boots with Dio' were coming (so they were already coming)
My designer said, boa leather
And we signed both as I wanted

Trap and export with 666
They are the same songs all day
The playlist that always catches attention
Has a pact of my steam
They talk about love, but not the real one

I still have defects to correct
I brought the flavor that others didn't have
I came to chop the hypotheses
My chopper, 0800 callin' me
Baby's milk for the VIP

I call my trappa' and he replenishes the beat
Oniria, shot at my house
Another loba after awaits me, recovery
Now I have a game of more sheets
Stained with so much devil sweat in front of the camera

Okay, Iván, break the magic (the magic)
I have a hoe, what passion spreads (spreads)
Fashion, cocktail and cooking with three hours
Of show and ovation for the gang (gang)
If they talk to me more, I chop more trap and export
Recovering the flavor of cravings

Trap and export (trap and export)
Chain and shorts (chain and shorts)
Devil face (devil face)
My drug, my flow

Trap and export (trap and export)
Breaking the shows (breaking the shows)
Devil's life (devil's life)
And offering to my god (God)

And you don't know anything
I wake up at 7 p.m.
And the messages rain on WhatsApp
Half say 'get up'
The rest are 'experts' who want to hire me

And it's not because I'm conceited
It's just that I live the damn American dream
The best part, I live it with my brothers
We're making money
Free at home, how are we? Yeah

Hey, shorty, leave that fool (shorty)
What he earned in his life, this pants cost me (Duko)
The pants are free, but my flow is expensive
I spend in gold with my brother what I earn in a show

So, Hennessy with Cali Kush, ah (Kush)
Now, what's my flush, ma'? (Flush)
What I mean? Let yours sound (Kush)
Wanakin is on the good one

Lil'-Lil'-Lil'-Lil'-Lil'-Lil'
Money, lil' money, lil' money (hey, hey, hey)
We're artists, businessmen, producers (eh, eh, eh)
The evolution of all previous decades

Lil'-Lil'-Lil'-Lil'-Lil'-Lil'
Money, lil' money, lil' money (hey, hey, hey)
We're artists, businessmen, producers
The evolution of all previous decades

Trap and export
Chain and shorts
Devil face
My drug, my flow

Trap and export
Breaking the show
Devil face
Praying to my god

Who told you those fakes were the best?
We already did it, okay, bae?
Devil Mode is playing, everyone's talking
And a devil dances and spins like Beyblade

Like Beyblade, like baby
From an MTV video, bae
MDD, Devil Mode, MDD, the miracle
Yes, how much did we spend? I don't know

More than two million in drugs, trips, in hotels
Planes, stays in places I don't even know
Three, me per night with my car if I never crashed, check
What's up, dude, with the checks I cashed?

You were never there, did you see that I filmed?
I move a couple of joints and can't believe it
With card and passport, tattooed on the card
I have accounts and problems, but at least I solve them
I have dreams that I don't buy but at least now I sleep
A girl who hates me, but at least I don't love her
I have my bank account, the cashier already knows me

And there are no two ways, jumpin' on me like crazy flow
Trappining, and trappining, and trappining, sport
Trappining, and trappining and trappining, sport
Sport, sport

Trap and export (trap and export)
Chain and shorts (chain and shorts)
Devil face (devil face)
My drug, my flow

Trap and export (trap and export)
Breaking the shows (breaking the shows)
Devil's life (devil's life)
And offering to my god (God)

Trap and export
Chain and shorts
Devil's life
My voice and my flow

Trap and export (trap and export)
Breaking the shows (breaking the shows)
Devil's life (devil's life)
My voice and my flow