HOW MANY?
Jeje, light it up (qué easy)
Tú sabes que lo que vamo' a zumbar es fuego (¿Qué va' a hacer?)
How many? How many? How many? How many? (¿Cuántos son?)
Dicen que quieren pillarme y yo les digo: ¿Cuántos son?
How many? How many? How many? (¿Cuánto'?)
Chico, yo se los duplico y si los veo, les vamo' a romper la Ford (yeah, yeah-yeah)
Cabrón, tú roncas 'e V8 con los cojones X small
No doy mucha luz, mi herma, yo me les cuelo a terror
Baja la actitud, sabemo' que tú ere' un lactador
Nosotros los acostamos sin NyQuil ni Panadol
Calibre 40 son las PM, par de peines. 22
¿Qué dicen? Dime quiénes
Tengo el voltaje que le da corriente al Tesla
Tú roncas mucho, pero es pa' despué' ponerla
Y te enganchaste los patines Kelly cuando nos viste llegando, ah
Tengo un flow bellaco que vale más que tu nómina
Si suena el tambor, tú va' a dar vuelta como acróbata
Después me pierdo, estoy tres mese' chingando por Bogotá
Mi herma, que yo no fallo un chanteo, eso es un fact
To' el mundo sabe, tú ere' feka, it's a fact
No me arreguindé de ningún sello, eso es un fact
Soy el flow más hijueputa flotando en un ritmo 'e trap
How many? How many?
Esos cabrones juntos no valen lo que he gastao en tenis
Siempre ando con el de. 22, o sea, mínimo te vo' a dar twenty
Siempre cargo con las herramientas, y no de JCPenney
How many? How many?
¿Cuántos son?
Dicen que quieren pillarme y yo les digo: ¿Cuántos son?
How many? How many? How many?
Chico, yo se los duplico y si los veo, les vamo' a romper la Ford
Cabrón, tú roncas 'e V8 con los cojones X small
No doy mucha luz, mi herma', yo me les cuelo a terror
Baja la actitud, sabemo' que tú ere' un lactador
Nosotros los achocamos sin NyQuil ni Panadol
Nosotros los achocamos sin NyQuil ni Panadol
Nosotros los achocamos sin NyQuil ni—
I don't lose
I win or I learn
That's the point
Losing is not an option
Giving up is not an option
Failure is not the end
It's the lesson
It's the fuel, it's the fire
Go big, no fear, no mercy
Built different
HOW MANY?
Hehe, light it up (how easy)
You know what we're gonna hit is fire (What are you gonna do?)
How many? How many? How many? How many? (How many are there?)
They say they want to catch me and I ask them: How many are there?
How many? How many? How many? (How many?)
Dude, I double them and if I see them, we're gonna break the Ford (yeah, yeah-yeah)
Asshole, you snore V8 with X small balls
I don't give much light, my brother, I sneak up on them in terror
Lower the attitude, we know you're a sucker
We put them to sleep without NyQuil or Panadol
Caliber 40 are the PM, a couple of combs. 22
What do they say? Tell me who
I have the voltage that powers the Tesla
You snore a lot, but it's to then put it on
And you got hooked on Kelly skates when you saw us coming, ah
I have a wicked flow worth more than your salary
If the drum sounds, you'll turn like an acrobat
Then I get lost, I'm fucking for three months in Bogotá
My brother, I never fail a chant, that's a fact
Everyone knows, you're fake, it's a fact
I'm not signed to any label, that's a fact
I'm the most badass flow floating on a trap beat
How many? How many?
Those bastards together aren't worth what I've spent on sneakers
I always carry the. 22, so at least I'll give you twenty
I always carry the tools, not from JCPenney
How many? How many?
How many are there?
They say they want to catch me and I ask them: How many are there?
How many? How many? How many?
Dude, I double them and if I see them, we're gonna break the Ford
Asshole, you snore V8 with X small balls
I don't give much light, my brother, I sneak up on them in terror
Lower the attitude, we know you're a sucker
We put them to sleep without NyQuil or Panadol
We put them to sleep without NyQuil or Panadol
We put them to sleep without NyQuil or—
I don't lose
I win or I learn
That's the point
Losing is not an option
Giving up is not an option
Failure is not the end
It's the lesson
It's the fuel, it's the fire
Go big, no fear, no mercy
Built different