UOH OH OH (feat. SPONSOR DIOS y BAXIAN)

Yeah, eh
Yeah

My people doing everything for their plate of food
Even if they have everything, here the nothing is not forgotten
Fighting for what's ours, day and night
Buying some problems that not even a rich person would pay for

I say: Woh
The rest is already dead, that's why there are so many flowers
And if God gives us the chance because we are the best
They will soon turn eighteen, they are minors and will understand the roles

I say: Woh
On the 12th floor, from above the avenue
Watching as time passes and the abyss that stares at us
Mine are outside profiting from lies, pure Argentine trap

I say: Woh, woh-oh-oh
I go on stage, I hear: Woh-oh-oh
Countless hours of these shows-shows-shows
Untamable hours for my flow-flow-flow

I say: Woh, woh-oh-oh
These souls know what I am-am-am
She expects more than I give-give-give
We waited so long for today-today-today

I say: Woh, wuh, wuh, wuh
The floor is shaking and it must be our fault
The mouths of my fans seem like a catapult
The girls ask for attention, some even insult me
They shout from below: Fat, I love you, son of a bitch
I don't know if they want an autograph or to provoke me
But for me, baby, let them all come together

I'll be waiting here, burning money
And the more I burn it, the more I remember what's good
I've been like this from scratch regardless of the zeros
My upbringing made me rich

And if I finish, I want to start over
I have more millions than all those who offered me
Working like nobody without wanting to be a worker
The more I got into it, the more addicted I became to the fire