No Nos Pueden Soportar (feat. Pablo Chill-E)

Ayy, OldPurp
TrapMafia
This is insane
Prr
(ShiShi Gang)

I like to flex, the damn bad bitch
We're gonna bury you, bitch, shovel and pickaxe
I got coke, grab a shovel
Surveillance, strange things
Curse, the Weird, evil eye, cleansing
I throw the bitches, I never pick them up
Let me pass, you have to move aside
Eyes red, I walk limping

And the judge wants to lock us up, they can't stand us
He locked up my stepfather, also locked up my dad (ay, OldPurp)
He also locked up my little brother when he was underage
And he never locked me up because I knew how to take care of myself

Fuck it, fucking surgery, I put a bumper on
Need for Speed, I tuned it (this is insane)
I tell them, they dance for me, how it turns you on
I hope my son has more options
Like a menu, damn, I have options
From your bitch's ass, I take action
Take my name out of your mouth, don't mention me
Always flexing, no vacations
Are you a pigeon? Go migrate
Center for minors, immigration
I tell Pochi to do the migrations
We changed distributors
Sony's director owes me a favor
I did a couple of favors for the director
Bitch, don't cry, learn from the mistakes
Accidentally too late and now I have a Rolex
Bosses and workers, learn the roles
Learn the ranks, I come from the mud
Bitches and cars, we're not failing
The interiors are leaking
The interiors are premium
I have Pablito rolling in the Lambo
Let the haters keep hating
Life is a bitch, I'm fucking it
I'm sick, I'm violating it
I'm not negotiating with my soul (ay, OldPurp)
You're in Disney, you're in Orlando
I'm burning blunts like Lando
I'm harder, you're too soft
What I earn, you're just talking about

Feka, fufa (prr; pass me a joint)
Always those who have less
Huh? Ah, gang (this is insane)

I got cough syrup, grab a shovel
We're in a BMW, shining like an Impala (fuck it)
We have respect, we have the wallet
I'll fill your spot, I'll fill a room
Life is a bitch that I'm fucking
I could be in jail, I could be burning
Everyone who throws at me is at home recording
While I'm out in the streets flexing
This is crazy, not fake (nah)
You move slow, asshole, you're lazy (lazy)
I'm Jeezy, not Jay Z (gang)
AIDS kills me or a hater kills me (gang!)
I blew the brakes on the BMW
From so much ski-ski, from so much bang-bang (skrt, bang)
In the obituary, the adversaries (deadass)
While we kill, but it's not Eladio
Freedom for all my inmates (free)
Free Freddy, free the whole neighborhood
Free Jona, Free Maicol, motherfucker

I like to flex, the damn bad bitch
We're gonna bury you, bitch, shovel and pickaxe
I got coke, grab a shovel
Surveillance, strange things
Curse, the Weird, evil eye, cleansing
I throw the bitches, I never pick them up
Let me pass, you have to move aside
Eyes red, I walk limping

And the judge wants to lock us up, they can't stand us
He locked up my stepfather, also locked up my dad (ay, OldPurp)
He also locked up my little brother when he was underage
And he never locked me up because I knew how to take care of myself

This is insane