Woo
Yeah, yeah
Pa-pa-pah, yeah
Ah
Bando Boyz for life (Keo), you know?
(Bando Boyz forever, you know? Eh), ajá
Uoh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Re-Re-Retromoney
Ah
Uoh-oh-oh-oh-oh, ando puesto en to'
Con mi bro, making money on the low
Eeny, miny, moe, la cogí y la partí en dos
Era tu cuero y lo sabía, no importó
Lanzo money en el cielo, cae en el culo de tu bitch
Si tu novio quiere hierro, got a choppa, let it blow
No jodes con Keo, yo jodo con esas hoes
Tú sí ya sabes, paga y después mámalo
Estoy centrado en dinero y esos pussie' no hablan cash
Diamantes en mi cuello, ¿cuánto es que vale tu ass?
Hateénme to' los días, y to' los día' estoy fresh
Me quema el móvil, puta, pareces mi ex
Y es que no estoy pa' tontería', moviendo esa mercancía
Tengo un gorila al la'o mía, anda con artillería
I got two packs on my Bimmer, pa' pasarte en la autovía
Somos primeros otra vez, ¿quién lo diría?
Estoy de party, serving all these hoes in
In a Maserati, con los pelo' to' loquito'
Pero estoy lleno de money
Ella dice que soy raro y se muerde el labio
Me dice al baño y se lo bajo, y sloppy toppy
These bitches call me papi
Soy como Julio, el trapo, Spanish, sucio guapo
Bitches talking always 'bout me, yeah
Always really serious, all around me
Por eso estoy flaco, pero mis choppa' siguen loudy
Uoh-oh-oh-oh-oh, ando puesto en to'
Con mi bro, making money on the low
Eeny, miny, moe, la cogí y la partí en dos
Era tu cuero y lo sabía, no importó
Lanzo money en el cielo, cae en el culo de tu bitch
Si tu novio quiere hierro, got a choppa, let it blow
No joden con Keo, yo jodo con esas hoes
Tú sí ya sabes, paga y después mámalo
I feel like Bobby, bitch, I'm gettin' money, rich
Cuatro putas como Stitch, bitches bailan en la strip
Mi ganga en la street, they want empty out the clip
Tengo pa' venderte y por sí se quiere medir
Quiero mis bitches pa' mí, conmigo y con el trapo
Contando mis billetes solo pa' pasar el rato
Si anda muy descontrolada, entonces cambia el trato
Yo me paseo y ella ve que no es pa' tanto
I got hoes, pin y pose, pijas quieren overdose
Molly en su nariz, su garganta y mi dick es tos
Nunca ha visto tanto brillo y cómo cambio tanto de flows
Lo siento, eres bonita, pero te has folla'o a mis bros
No trust no bitch, no hablo con pellejas
En el bando comen beef, no hay tiempo pa' pelar almejas
I was postin' heavy, teddy, vendiendo por Chera
Y ahora estoy con Betty, quiero correrme en sus tetas
Ah-ah
Irnos de fium-fium, hoes
Fíjate, esa está muy dura, brother
Woo
Yeah, yeah
Pa-pa-pah, yeah
Ah
Bando Boyz for life (Keo), you know?
(Bando Boyz forever, you know? Eh), ajá
Uoh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Re-Re-Retromoney
Ah
Uoh-oh-oh-oh-oh, I'm all set
With my bro, making money on the down low
Eeny, miny, moe, I grabbed it and split it in two
It was your leather and I knew it, didn't matter
I throw money in the air, lands on your bitch's ass
If your boyfriend wants iron, got a choppa, let it blow
Don't mess with Keo, I mess with those hoes
You already know, pay up and then suck it
I'm focused on money and those pussies don't talk cash
Diamonds on my neck, how much is your ass worth?
Hating on me every day, and every day I'm fresh
My phone's blowing up, damn, you look like my ex
I'm not here for nonsense, moving that merchandise
I have a gorilla by my side, walking with artillery
I got two packs on my Bimmer, to pass you on the highway
We're first again, who would've thought?
I'm at the party, serving all these hoes in
In a Maserati, with my hair all crazy
But I'm full of money
She says I'm weird and she bites her lip
She tells me to the bathroom and I pull it down, and sloppy toppy
These bitches call me daddy
I'm like Julio, the rag, Spanish, dirty handsome
Bitches talking always 'bout me, yeah
Always really serious, all around me
That's why I'm skinny, but my choppas still loudy
Uoh-oh-oh-oh-oh, I'm all set
With my bro, making money on the down low
Eeny, miny, moe, I grabbed it and split it in two
It was your leather and I knew it, didn't matter
I throw money in the air, lands on your bitch's ass
If your boyfriend wants iron, got a choppa, let it blow
Don't mess with Keo, I mess with those hoes
You already know, pay up and then suck it
I feel like Bobby, bitch, I'm gettin' money, rich
Four bitches like Stitch, bitches dance on the strip
My gang in the street, they want to empty out the clip
I have to sell you and if you want to measure up
I want my bitches for me, with me and with the rag
Counting my bills just to pass the time
If she's too out of control, then change the deal
I stroll and she sees it's not that serious
I got hoes, pin and pose, chicks want overdose
Molly on her nose, her throat and my dick are coughing
She's never seen so much shine and how I change flows so much
Sorry, you're pretty, but you've screwed my bros
No trust no bitch, I don't talk to bimbos
In the bando they eat beef, no time to shuck clams
I was posting heavy, teddy, selling in Chera
And now I'm with Betty, I want to cum on her tits
Ah-ah
Let's go fium-fium, hoes
Look, that one's tough, brother