LYRICS GAME

Your desire is to do it like Eladio

I just wanted to be stable, not a millionaire

But since I am, I'm going to spend it

However the f*ck I want

The son of Sol María, the grandson of Octavio

My children are legends, that was already hereditary

We're the ones, the others go to hell

They never go out with me, Eddie D with El Diario

Big M's in my account, Super Mario

To achieve it we did what was necessary

I don't have a single day off in my calendar

And even less time for you in my schedule

They say God's timing is perfect

Motherf*cker, I'm here because it had to happen

Hustling every day, working my ass off

Nothing here was random

There are some who want me dead

They see me face to face and come to hug me

In a warned war, they say that people don't die

That's why I'm not going to warn, no

Thunder, lightning, masked, we leave you in the parking lot

Two hundred thousand just in one chant

On top of the stacks doing planking

Here we're many like the Vikings

Thunder, lightning, masked, we leave you in the parking lot

The VIP has models, it looks like a casting

I brought two who f*cking are a tag team

And one for me, one for Eladio

Benji, Franklin, Aston Martin

I'm balling Lucas Spalding

Police, shh, warning

Code Barney, Combi Martini

Messi, hat trick, star, Patrick

Lambo, Urus, automatic

Young, legend, Nas, Illmatic

Bad Bunny, Eladio, you're not listening to just anyone

Playing in all the little bars in Formentera

And in the cars in Santurce and in Cantera

You release an album, nobody finds out

I release mine and all the people see it

All my verses are good, but my bars aren't for kindergarten

Cold wherever I step, for me the whole year is winter

In Los Angeles with a couple of angels riding in the Sprinter

Green and yellow Lamborghini like the Inter

The firefighters don't want me to step into the studios

The cabin on fire only with an interlude

Like the book of Shaq and Kobe, Benito and Eladio

A hit guaranteed like Vladi in Ontario

A hit guaranteed like Mike Trout with the Angels

Like Igor for the time-time of the Rangers

Kendo 2012, I release it, and it sounds dangerous

Turn on the autotune, 'cause I'm going to blow up

Your last tour was like a school trip

If this is to blow up, who's going to dethrone me?

Thunder and lightning if we go out to the street

The weather changes, it's going to thunder

Thunder, lightning, masked, we leave you in the parking lot

Two hundred thousand just in one chant

On top of the stacks doing planking

Here we're many like the Vikings

Thunder, lightning, I'm a star, Ricky Martin

You've seen me, all my songs are charting

You've seen me, I always hang out with the same people

While you're friends with everyone like Balvin