billete (part. Tito Double P)
Ah
A veces, en barco o, a veces, aviones
Y no ando de vacaciones, sobran los sabores
Entre la semana, se arman las privadas
Los plebes ya se la saben, pura fresa, niña mala
Mi segunda casa es aquí, en Atlanta
Siempre firme la plebada, que están calientes las calles
Aunque tengo hermanos que no están conmigo
Sigo firme en mi camino, por ellos, no vo'a pararle
Me miran por la plaza en la Cherokee blanca
La gente creo hasta piensa que este morro no trae plata, no se cansa
Varias citas con conocidos, conectes, llegan los presidentes
Arremango pacas y no me dan lata, me enamoré del billete
Y me enamoré del billete
Cáele
La Double P
Wuh
A veces, en barco o, a veces, aviones
Y no ando de vacaciones, sobran los sabores
Entre la semana, se arman las privadas
Los plebes ya se la saben, pura fresita operada
Ya llegué en caliente, dorados los dientes
Voy contando presidentes, llego al hotel de volada
Aunque tengo hermanos que no están conmigo
Sigo firme en mi camino, por ellos, no vo' a pararle
Me miran por las plazas en la Cherokee blanca
La gente como piensa que este morro no trae nada, no se cansa
Varias citas con conocidos, conectes, llegan los presidentes
Arremango pacas y no me dan lata, me enamoré ya del billete
Me enamoré ya del billete
Cash (feat. Tito Double P)
Ah
Sometimes by boat or, sometimes by plane
And I ain't on vacation, got flavors to gain
During the week, we throw private parties
The crew already knows, all about the bad girls, hearty
My second home is right here in Atlanta
The crew's always ready, the streets are hot, no banter
Even though I got brothers who ain't by my side
I stay true to my path, for them, I won't hide
They see me in the plaza in my white Cherokee
People think this kid ain't got cash, but they don't see
Got several meetings with my connects, presidents arrive
I stack up the bills, and they don't bug me, I thrive on the vibe
And I fell in love with the cash
Come through
Double P
Wuh
Sometimes by boat or, sometimes by plane
And I ain't on vacation, got flavors to gain
During the week, we throw private parties
The crew already knows, all about the plastic surgery, hearty
I showed up hot, gold on my teeth
Counting presidents, I get to the hotel quick, no grief
Even though I got brothers who ain't by my side
I stay true to my path, for them, I won't hide
They see me in the plazas in my white Cherokee
People think this kid ain't got nothing, but they don't see
Got several meetings with my connects, presidents arrive
I stack up the bills, and they don't bug me, I fell in love with the cash
I fell in love with the cash.
Escrita por: Peso Pluma / Tito Double P / Chivo XVI / Daniel Hernandez Rangel