BLOQUES Y CASERÍOS (part. Dowba Montana)
Yeah
Ey, yo, Myke, niggas know we outside
Jaja
Ey, mientra' más gano, más botella' bajo, we winning
Ey, y no fue en vano, to' lo' cuero' caro' me siguen
Ey, y no doy follow, fuck these [?], we demons
Ey, atrá' de cuarto', yo quiero chavo' y that's it
Ey, mientra' más gano, más botella' bajo, we winning
Ey, y no fue en vano, to' lo' cuero' caro' me siguen
Ey, y no doy follow, fuck these [?], we demons
Ey, atrá' de cuarto', yo quiero chavo' y that's it
El AMG en el highway, este Mercede' tiene power
Con dos mamichula' escuchando a Myke Towers
Lo que quiero e' threesome, fuck after hour
No Sour, eso es Zaza
Buss down, [?] fumaça
Frenchie dog, bulldog la raza
30 mil por party, tengo pila 'e plaza'
¿Mejor que yo? ¿En qué tú te basa'?
Ni 100 mil view', coño, tú te pasa'
Michael, dime si un penco se pasa
Demasiada envidia, cualquiera fracasa
Puerto Rico, mi tercera casa
Los bori y los domi, huelebicho, repasa
Eh, fuck around, bum
Myke Towers abre el sunroof
Esto' huelebicho' mueren soon
Bloque' y caserío', clic-clac-bum
Fuck around, bum
Myke Towers abre el sunroof
Esto' huelebicho' mueren soon
Bloque' y caserío', clic-clac-bum
Uff, uff
Bloque' y caserío', clic-clac-bum
Yeah, yeah, ey
Te salimo' por el sunroof
Ando presidencial, las troca' bulletproof
Los carro' back to back, you know how I move
Cada fin de semana un cuero new
Dowba me tiró pa' misionar y yo me presto
Mi corillo es una family como la Creston
Es a dinero o a marihuana cuando apesto
A ninguna de esta' puta' yo les tengo afecto
Ello' tiemblan si yo llego con la matrícula
Fácil le podemo' dar pausa a tu película
Tengo doce puta' como si fueran discípula'
Tanto tigueraje que no se puede disimular
Si quiere' una cartera, solo tiene' que decírmela
Si no, te suelto el dinero y tú misma consíguela
Quieren la corona, pero tienen que medírsela
Si yo doy la verde, to' mis loco' con los rifle' van
Myke Towers, abre el sunroof
Bloque' y caserío', clic-clac-bum
Eh, fuck around, bum
Bloque' y caserío', clic-clac-bum
Bum, yeah
Bloque' y caserío', clic-clac-bum
Bum, yeah
Bloque' y caserío', clic-clac-bum
Jaja, yeah
Young Kingz, baby
Yeah
Dowba
Yah
It's NYC, so be quiet
Dowba Montana, nigga, ah
Myke Towers, yeah
Niggas know the vibes
Yeah
Bloque' y caserío', clic-clac-bum
Young Kingz
Ah, and they call me Montana
Myke Towers, baby
Yeah, niggas know what up
De PR a Nueva York y de Nueva York pa' RD
BLOCKS AND HOUSES (feat. Dowba Montana)
Yeah
Hey, yo, Myke, they know we out here
Haha
Hey, the more I win, the more bottles I pop, we winning
Hey, and it wasn't in vain, all the expensive leather follows me
Hey, and I don’t follow back, fuck these [unknown], we demons
Hey, behind the cash, I want money and that’s it
Hey, the more I win, the more bottles I pop, we winning
Hey, and it wasn't in vain, all the expensive leather follows me
Hey, and I don’t follow back, fuck these [unknown], we demons
Hey, behind the cash, I want money and that’s it
The AMG on the highway, this Mercedes has power
With two hot girls listening to Myke Towers
What I want is a threesome, fuck after hours
No Sour, that’s Zaza
Buss down, [unknown] smoke
Frenchie dog, bulldog the breed
30k per party, I got a ton of spots
Better than me? What’s your basis?
Not even 100k views, damn, you’re pushing it
Michael, tell me if a loser is pushing it
Too much envy, anyone can fail
Puerto Rico, my third home
The bori and the domi, punk, review it
Eh, fuck around, boom
Myke Towers opens the sunroof
These punks die soon
Blocks and houses, click-clack-boom
Fuck around, boom
Myke Towers opens the sunroof
These punks die soon
Blocks and houses, click-clack-boom
Uff, uff
Blocks and houses, click-clack-boom
Yeah, yeah, hey
We pop out through the sunroof
Rolling presidential, the trucks are bulletproof
The cars back to back, you know how I move
Every weekend a new girl
Dowba hit me up to go on a mission and I’m down
My crew is a family like the Creston
It’s either money or weed when I’m around
I don’t give a damn about these bitches
They tremble if I show up with the crew
We can easily pause your movie
I got twelve girls like they’re my disciples
So much swagger that it can’t be hidden
If you want a wallet, just tell me
If not, I’ll drop the cash and you get it yourself
They want the crown, but they gotta measure up
If I give the green light, all my crazy ones with the rifles go
Myke Towers, opens the sunroof
Blocks and houses, click-clack-boom
Eh, fuck around, boom
Blocks and houses, click-clack-boom
Boom, yeah
Blocks and houses, click-clack-boom
Boom, yeah
Blocks and houses, click-clack-boom
Haha, yeah
Young Kingz, baby
Yeah
Dowba
Yah
It’s NYC, so be quiet
Dowba Montana, nigga, ah
Myke Towers, yeah
They know the vibes
Yeah
Blocks and houses, click-clack-boom
Young Kingz
Ah, and they call me Montana
Myke Towers, baby
Yeah, they know what’s up
From PR to New York and from New York to RD
Escrita por: Brayan S / Dowba Montana / J Melodiez / J Batyxta / Manny Flow Factory / Myke Towers / Orlando Jovani Cepeda Matos / Lunatik Musiq