Camarero (feat. Kidd Keo)

Tell your man I got what he's looking for
It's 38 per point, after a hundred it goes down
Look and learn, buddy, stop asking
I'm the boss of this shit, got the competition sucking

I'm ballin', I'm ballin', buddy
I'm street, not a waiter
My woman knows I'm single
I make money and visit the jeweler
We close the shutters and curtains
Baking soda, kitchen
I'm gonna split it with hate, vagina
I'm gonna pack it and sell it on the corner

I'm ballin', I'm ballin', buddy
I'm street, not a waiter
My woman knows I'm single
I make money and visit the jeweler
We close the shutters and curtains
Baking soda, kitchen
I'm gonna split it with hate, vagina
I'm gonna pack it and sell it on the corner

I'm gonna pack it, sell it
If there's police, hide it
Fuck whoever wants to steal it
Pay if you want to have it
I'm a heartbreaker
I fuck and tell it in songs
I'm from the corner of corners
I'm the boss of bosses
Tell your man I got this
This thing he's looking for
Tell your bitch I lend this
And even though I go alone, I keep it in the crew
I'm a filthy mafioso
A vicious immigrant
If there's attitude without business
I want it now, I'm anxious

I'm ballin', I'm ballin', buddy
I'm street, not a waiter
My woman knows I'm single
I make money and visit the jeweler
We close the shutters and curtains
Baking soda, kitchen
I'm gonna split it with hate, vagina
I'm gonna pack it and sell it on the corner

I'm ballin', I'm ballin', buddy
I'm street, not a waiter
My woman knows I'm single
I make money and visit the jeweler
We close the shutters and curtains
Baking soda, kitchen
I'm gonna split it with hate, vagina
I'm gonna pack it and sell it on the corner

Once I entered the trap
Never I've stepped back
Lot of love for bros, foot backs
Press, weigh, and put it to cut
Come on, add and put it to count
It's burning and start over
We come, we arrive, we sell, we take the diff and make it fly
I'm sounding in the block
Deals, steal, for the inventory
Money comes in, money subtracting
Bitches are after my tail
I spend a quarter of sizzy, bitch
To be in the trap my theme on repeat
Don't use your phone to do the biz
Don't stop if the police come

I'm ballin', I'm ballin', buddy
I'm street, not a waiter
My woman knows I'm single
I make money and visit the jeweler
We close the shutters and curtains
Baking soda, kitchen
I'm gonna split it with hate, vagina
I'm gonna pack it and sell it on the corner

I'm ballin', I'm ballin', buddy
I'm street, not a waiter
My woman knows I'm single
I make money and visit the jeweler
We close the shutters and curtains
Baking soda, kitchen
I'm gonna split it with hate, vagina
I'm gonna pack it and sell it on the corner