Cartier
[Darell, Farruko]
Real G4 Life, my nigga
Gangalee
Está e' la verdadera vuelta, baby
EZ
¿Tú me está’ entendiendo lo que te 'tamos queriendo decir?
[Farruko, Darell]
Gafa' Cartier en Oro (eso e’ así)
Rolex presidencial (pa' que sepa)
Glock multi real serial (por Ley)
OG Kush pa' quemar (ey; pu-pu-pu-pum)
[Farruko, Darell, El Micha]
Fumándome un blunt (na-na-na, na-na-na, eh)
Me siento cabrón (ah-ah; ra-ta-ta-tá)
Fumándome un blunt
(Eso e' así; ¡Po!-¡Po!; eh; na-na-na, na-na-na)
Me siento cabrón (baby)
Que mucho' me tienen que envidiar
[El Micha]
Oye, fumándome un blunt, voy de camino
Con gafas Cartier y por fuera el cadenón
Lo que hacemo' nosotro' no lo hace' con un millón
Porque somos reale’, de barrio y de corazón
Para los que me envidian, mi’ santo' me cuidan
Y no es de ahora, es un contrato de por vida
Farru’, lo de nosotro' no se acaba todavía
Que guarden las prenda', llegaron los que más brillan
Buscando y gastando lo' dolare’
Prendiendo y fumando en el piso die'
Tú dime, mi hermano, ¿qué e' la que e'?
Aquí no se habla de una, se habla 'e do' o tre'
[El Micha, Darell]
Fumándome un blunt
(Fumándome un blunt, fumándome un blunt)
Me siento cabrón (ca-cabrón, cabrón, uyeh)
Fumándome un blunt (yeh-yeh, oih-oih)
Me siento cabrón
(Cabrón; tú sabe' que tú ere' loca
Con el de la verdadera vuelta, baby; uyeh)
[Darell]
Dale, baby agarra el guía a lo que enrolo (ah-ah)
Ciento y pico en la GL, nos montamo' en el Teodoro' (eso e' así)
Las Cartier y la' pulsera' son en oro (baby)
Y tu novio que no frontee o te lo convertimo' en coro (ra-ta-ta-tá)
Ando en modo formati' A.K.A. boombastic
Con la' bala' arriba y lo' peine' son de plastic (real G4 Life, my nigga)
Ponte Versace, má', porque [?]
Ando por ahí explotando todo el peti' cachi (ror ley)
[Darell, Farruko]
Ando por ahí rulay (rulay)
En contra de la ley (de la ley)
No busque' si no hay (que si no hay)
O rociamo' el spray (¡farru!)
[Farruko]
Cristale' arriba, bien ahuma'o G5
La cubana Franco y la 45
Crucifijo en oro, forra'o en diamante
Roleta en la muñeca y mano en el volante (pu-pu-pu-pum)
Tú lo ve' mirándome, zetiándome
Andan por ahí cazándome, y yo aquí fumándome
Un blunt, a cien en el maquinón
Un arrebato cabrón, dando una ronda por Bayamón (¡blep!)
[Farruko, Darell]
Gafa' Cartier en Oro (eso e' así)
Rolex presidencial (pa' que sepa)
Glock multi real serial (por Ley)
OG Kush pa' quemar (ey; pu-pu-pu-pum)
[Farruko, Darell, El Micha]
Fumándome un blunt (na-na-na, na-na-na; eh)
Me siento cabrón (¡farru!; ah-ah; ra-ta-ta-tá)
Fumándome un blunt
(Eso e' así; ¡po!-¡po!; eh; na-na-na, na-na-na)
Me siento cabrón (baby)
Que mucho' me tienen que envidiar
[Farruko]
¡Farru!
Yah-yah-yah
Darell
Micha
EZ made the beat
EZ made the beat
Prida
Sharo Towers
Gangalee
Pu-pu-pu-pum
Laramercy gang
Is a bad man ting
Cartier
[Darell, Farruko]
Real G4 Life, my dude
Gangalee
This is the real deal, baby
EZ
Are you understanding what we're trying to say?
[Farruko, Darell]
Cartier glasses in gold (that's how it is)
Presidential Rolex (so you know)
Real multi-serial Glock (by law)
OG Kush to burn (hey; pow-pow-pow)
[Farruko, Darell, El Micha]
Smoking a blunt (na-na-na, na-na-na, eh)
I feel like a boss (ah-ah; rat-a-tat-tat)
Smoking a blunt
(That's how it is; pow-pow; eh; na-na-na, na-na-na)
I feel like a boss (baby)
Many have to envy me
[El Micha]
Hey, smoking a blunt, I'm on my way
With Cartier glasses and a big chain
What we do, you can't do with a million
Because we're real, from the hood and from the heart
For those who envy me, my saints protect me
And it's not just now, it's a lifetime contract
Farru', what we have doesn't end yet
Let them keep their clothes, the ones who shine the most have arrived
Looking and spending dollars
Lighting up and smoking on the tenth floor
Tell me, my brother, what's up?
Here we don't talk about one, we talk about two or three
[El Micha, Darell]
Smoking a blunt
(Smoking a blunt, smoking a blunt)
I feel like a boss (boss, boss, yeah)
Smoking a blunt (yeah-yeah, ooh-ooh)
I feel like a boss
(Boss; you know you're crazy
With the real deal, baby; yeah)
[Darell]
Come on, baby, grab the guide to what I roll up (ah-ah)
Hundred and something in the GL, we get on the Teodoro' (that's how it is)
The Cartier and the bracelets are in gold (baby)
And your boyfriend better not front or we'll turn him into a choir (rat-a-tat-tat)
I'm in formati' mode A.K.A. boombastic
With the bullets up and the combs are plastic (real G4 Life, my dude)
Put on Versace, ma', because [?]
I'm out there blowing up all the weed cachi (by law)
[Darell, Farruko]
I'm out there rolling (rolling)
Against the law (the law)
Don't look if there's nothing (if there's nothing)
Or we spray the spray (Farru!)
[Farruko]
Crystals up top, G5 all smoked out
The Cuban Franco and the 45
Gold crucifix, diamond-covered
Roller on the wrist and hand on the wheel (pow-pow-pow)
You see him looking at me, sizing me up
They're out there hunting me, and I'm here smoking
A blunt, a hundred in the big car
A crazy outburst, taking a ride around Bayamón (blep!)
[Farruko, Darell]
Cartier glasses in gold (that's how it is)
Presidential Rolex (so you know)
Real multi-serial Glock (by law)
OG Kush to burn (hey; pow-pow-pow)
[Farruko, Darell, El Micha]
Smoking a blunt (na-na-na, na-na-na; eh)
I feel like a boss (Farru!; ah-ah; rat-a-tat-tat)
Smoking a blunt
(That's how it is; pow-pow; eh; na-na-na, na-na-na)
I feel like a boss (baby)
Many have to envy me
[Farruko]
Farru!
Yah-yah-yah
Darell
Micha
EZ made the beat
EZ made the beat
Prida
Sharo Towers
Gangalee
Pow-pow-pow
Laramercy gang
Is a bad man thing