Star (part. Galee Galee y King Fly)
La calle me llama
La forty me quiere a su lado y no me quiere soltar
No me quiere soltar
Mi cama no te extraña
Las perco me hace la mente y no paro es pensar, que
En el trap soy un Star
Money me gusta gastar
Tussi, perco, codeína, par de chapas rebotar
Yo la quiero ver bailar
Y por ti no voa' llorar
Ya no sufro mal de amores
Porque tú me hacías mal
Ya no siento el mal, y sin ti voa' estar
Y ahora me va mejor, será porque no estás
Ya no hay vuelta atrás
Como vienes te vas
Sé que preferí la calle, no fue culpa de más (ey)
Pienso, que ando volando en la nave y me siento un Star
Yo me siento un Star (ey, ey)
No entiendo, lo que era tan bueno como se pudo arruinar
Se pudo arruinar
Y pienso, que ando volando en la nave y me siento un Star
Que me siento un Star
No entiendo, lo que era tan bueno como se pudo arruinar
Se pudo arruinar
Entramos al trap, con el squad
Ustedes no entran si no facturan
Que cordones
Si los devuelven después de las canciones
Yo genero solo, nadie me ha hecho la cone
Piero, forty, andamo' a 200
Bajo efecto de las molly
Meando poli
Soy un Star
Están apretando desde que me puse a cantar
Las perras me tiran al phone
Con una mano escribo
Con la otra enrolo blones
De la ficha busca fome
Fortuna a mis Yakuza que se tiran en las misione'
Pienso, que ando volando en la nave y me siento un Star
Yo me siento un Star (ey, ey)
No entiendo, lo que era tan bueno como se pudo arruinar
Se pudo arruinar
La calle me llama
La forty me quiere a su lado y no me quiere soltar
No me quiere soltar
Mi cama no te extraña
Las perco me hace la mente y no paro es pensar, que
Me siento como un trapstar
Yo vivo la vida como una película, y eso me encanta
Las malas me tiran, amigos se viran
La plata se gasta
Cero coro con plasta'
Yakuza te aplasta
Tu no te pases, porque te vas a buscar
Que te ilumine, con la forty te ilumine
Yo me busco money, miles
No pueden hablar de mi
Porque yo no me junto con giles
Yakuza en el trap, tamo' coronao'
La para de Chile
Trafico mi flow, como que soy dealer
La calle me llama
La forty me quiere a su lado y no me quiere soltar
No me quiere soltar
Mi cama no te extraña
Las perco me hace la mente y no paro es pensar
No paro es pensar
Pienso, que ando volando en la nave y me siento un Star
Yo me siento un Star (ey, ey)
No entiendo, lo que era tan bueno como se pudo arruinar
Se pudo arruinar
Ando con joa, con Piero y Galee
Tomamos diez perco' tomamo' aderall
Y si no estoy muy loco la for ni la pari
Fumo de Jamaica, los tussi de Cali
No ronques que rompo, con la cuarentona
Fumo 420 y tu no estés en mi zona
No confío en rata y los dejo en coma
La ganga está alerta, si la poli asoma
Ey
Yakuza Mafia
Yeah
DBS, ah
King Fly
(Ando con joa, con Piero y Galee)
(Tomamos diez perco' tomamo' aderall)
(Y si no estoy muy loco for ni la pari)
(Fumo de Jamaica, los tussi de Cali)
(No ronques que rompo, con la cuarentona)
(Fumo 420 y tu no estés en mi zona)
(No confío en rata y los dejo en coma)
(La ganga está alerta, si la poli asoma)
Ey)
Star (feat. Galee Galee and King Fly)
The street calls me
The forty wants me by her side and doesn't want to let me go
He doesn't want to let me go
My bed doesn't miss you
The perco things my mind does and I can't stop thinking, that
In trap I am a Star
Money I like to spend
Tussi, perco, codeine, pair of plates bounce
I want to see her dance
And I won't cry for you
I no longer suffer from love sickness
because you did me wrong
I no longer feel the evil, and without you I will be
And now things are better for me, it will be because you are not here
There is no turning back
How you come you leave
I know I preferred the street, it wasn't anyone else's fault (hey)
I think that I'm flying in the ship and I feel like a Star
I feel like a star (hey, hey)
I don't understand, what was so good could have been ruined
It could have been ruined
And I think, I'm flying in the ship and I feel like a Star
I feel like a star
I don't understand, what was so good could have been ruined
It could have been ruined
We enter the trap, with the squad
You do not enter if you do not bill
What laces
If they return them after the songs
I generate alone, no one has connected with me
Piero, forty, andamo' to 200
Low molly effect
Pissing cop
I am a star
They've been pushing since I started singing
Bitches throw me on the phone
With one hand I write
With the other I roll blocks
From the search form fome
Good luck to my Yakuza who go on missions
I think that I'm flying in the ship and I feel like a Star
I feel like a star (hey, hey)
I don't understand, what was so good could have been ruined
It could have been ruined
The street calls me
The forty wants me by her side and doesn't want to let me go
He doesn't want to let me go
My bed doesn't miss you
The perco things my mind does and I can't stop thinking, that
I feel like a trapstar
I live life like a movie, and I love that
The bad ones pull me, friends turn
The money is spent
Zero chorus with plastic
Yakuza crushes you
Don't pass by, because you're going to look for yourself
May it enlighten you, with the forty enlighten you
I'm looking for money, thousands
They can't talk about me
Because I don't hang out with Giles
Yakuza in the trap, tamo' coronao'
The stop of Chile
I traffic my flow, like I'm a dealer
The street calls me
The forty wants me by her side and doesn't want to let me go
He doesn't want to let me go
My bed doesn't miss you
The perco makes my mind and I can't stop thinking
I can't stop thinking
I think that I'm flying in the ship and I feel like a Star
I feel like a star (hey, hey)
I don't understand, what was so good could have been ruined
It could have been ruined
I walk with Joa, with Piero and Galee
We take ten perco' we take' aderall
And if I'm not too crazy, I'll never give it up
I smoke from Jamaica, the tussi from Cali
Don't snore, I'll break it, with the forty-something
I smoke 420 and you're not in my zone
I don't trust rats and I leave them in a coma
The gang is alert, if the cops show up
Hey
Yakuza Mafia
Yeah
DBS, ah
King Fly
(I walk with Joa, with Piero and Galee)
(We take ten perco' take' aderall)
(And if I'm not too crazy for the pari)
(I smoke from Jamaica, the tussi from Cali)
(Don't snore, I break it, with the forty-something)
(I smoke 420 and you're not in my area)
(I don't trust rats and I leave them in a coma)
(The gang is alert, if the cops show up)
Hey)