Tanto Fronteo (feat. Team Mati y King Goyi)

Na-Na-Na-Nahuel the Coach
Hah
You know
Zaramay, baby

They can't stand so much show-off, how many are they?
Got all the haters sucking and the crown in the twerking
I dissed a genre, and it's tough
Those who criticize me ain't making a dime
And they can't stand so much show-off, how many are they?
Got all the haters sucking and the crown in the twerking
I dissed a genre, and it's tough
Those who criticize me ain't making a dime
And they can't stand so much show-off

I splurged on partying
I show up at the party armed, all in black like Morpheus, baby
We're making everyone rich, even the supermarket's Chinese guy
Ever since I started changing, two Mini Coopers have changed
Rappers are like routers, living off my Wi-Fi
Out of ten cars that pass by, nine are blasting Zaramay
I'm in the damn street, if this shit caught on
Your woman didn't come by FedEx, she showed up at my house
The blackmailer, robbing even with a lighter
Cocking the Glock and speeding at 240 on Libertador
We take it from the rich and bring it to the dining room
They can never disrespect the creator, baby
They can't stand so much show-off, how many are they?
I made so much noise in two months they think I'm a Freemason
I'm not 'the Abayarde' and I season late
But ask in Puerto Rico if I'm not right

So much show-off, how many are they?
Got all the haters sucking and the crown in the twerking
I dissed a genre, and it's tough
Those who criticize me ain't making a dime
And they can't stand so much show-off, how many are they?
Got all the haters sucking and the crown in the twerking
I dissed a genre, and it's tough
Those who criticize me ain't making a dime
And they can't stand so much show-off

How many babies in the Barcelona nights?
Zara said it, the mafia doesn't betray
Drugs, bitches, all in your area
I'm the cold water in the Arizona desert
Team Mati, baby, the Lary from Cincinnati
If you want, I'll go to the party and take all for free
I don't have to do intelligence work
I show off the wads and I get the presence
I can lose my hair, but never my skills
The Argentine representing in Spain
Everyone watching to see where I cast my line
Your cat, I don't know if it's Garfield, but it doesn't have lasagna
I raise the pump that looks like a Lambo
Gypsies around the block, aiming like Rambo
They're saying a lot that they're looking for me
And I keep living in the contraband neighborhood
A-A-A pirate flow, Jack Sparrow
I spread her out, the Jordans stained with mud
I can't control my addiction to purple bills
I have a disease that goes well with tequila

They can't stand so much show-off, how many are they?
Got all the haters sucking and the crown in the twerking
I dissed a genre, and it's tough
Those who criticize me ain't making a dime
And they can't stand so much show-off, how many are they?
Got all the haters sucking and the crown in the twerking
I dissed a genre, and it's tough
Those who criticize me ain't making a dime

Baby, this is King Goyi
You know we're the OGs
Drunk at five, filled with emojis
I'm the one with the latest acquisition
Popping Perignon, the big gun because I come from the Caribbean
We always sing what we live
I'm dark-skinned and they stick to me like Justin Bieber, hey
I screw her and send her to Doctor Hibbert
You stopped being Mr. High when we started the detective
The paperwork is in progress, taking off is just a matter
But it upset you so much that I ruined your digestion, bastard
We're making fun of the system
And what you do in a year, I bill in a song
We have your love changing the tires
Don't mess with us, we're all automatic
The short one goes inside the tactical vests
If they look for problems, I'll give them a panic attack

[Chorus: King Goyi]
They can't stand so much show-off, how many are they? (how many?)
Got all the haters sucking and the crown in the twerking
I dissed a genre (Yeah), and it's tough
Those who criticize me ain't making a dime
They can't stand so much show-off, how many are they? (How many?)
Got all the haters sucking and the crown in the twerking
I dissed a genre (Genre), and it's tough
Those who criticize me ain't making a dime
And they can't stand so much show-off (Suck-up, arrgh)

King Goyi, baby, King Goyi, baby
Team Mati
Tell me, Hebreo, Hebreo
The three in one, what's up?
Haha, arrgh
The Boss of the Thugs
Tell me, Zaramay
Tell me, Team Mati
Puerto Rico in the house, killing it for free
Tell me, Dr. Dre, prescribe it again
The medicine so they don't mess around (haha)