LYRICS GAME

We roll out in black and we're ready

Omertà code, you know what I mean

So much smoke that nothing can be seen from here

I'm touching the sky like an angel

So high that the haters can't be seen from here

I got the babe on me like buds and lighters

I roll the problems in a paper

I light it, I rise, we'll talk later

We keep it high

All in the middle, I don't want fake people

We're better than yesterday, thank God

Today there's a party on the terrace

We're chillin', lots of ZaZa

We keep it high

All in the middle, I don't want fake people

We're better than yesterday, thank God

Today there's a party on the terrace

We're chillin', lots of ZaZa

Brr, Money Wayy, Glizzy Gang

Sports car with suicide doors

A threesome with two enemies

She's a she-devil and classy, diva flow

Molly keeps her active

High and strapped, nobody's missing

Three hundred devils like Sparta

All my shooters are all-stars

All the babes are gangsta

They want a goon that satisfies them

I live my life trapstar flow

The chain on my neck, Alaska cold

Gang, my devils set it off

On Percs, scheming, codeine, and they don't behave

The parties hit a hundred K, pistols included

Boats full of kilos reaching the coast

In the Hellcat, this isn't a Monstar

The demons with J Balvin

Givenchy, the masks are Marni

In PR we have an army

The rifles and the Barbie women

Wherever we go we control

We got pistols, rifles, and asses Cardi flow

They want a private party

They hit the weight, talking waves with no panties

And this is PR, the Canaries, Colombia, my king

God guides us in His plan

I'm on the island in Lacoste, caiman

While I smoke gelato inside the Can-Am

My neck cold like an Eskimo

The account full of zeros, brother, not a single decimal

I buy her Fendi, babe, you Desigual

If you come for me, you end up terminal

And I know that they'd like that things go wrong for us

But I had faith and only focused on making money

I have your babe on my IG begging

Asking for another night like Don Omar

These deliveries come out by themselves

Babe, I can't control it, yeah

We keep it high

All in the middle, I don't want fake people

We're better than yesterday, thank God

Today there's a party on the terrace

We're chillin', lots of ZaZa

Greetings from above

I'm cold alone on this summit

Always on top

I'm so high that I have another climate

Two-twenty volts, I make them twerk like ballerinas

You wake up thinking of me and it seems that I'm your caffeine

Wherever I go, the crew comes right over

Flying with God around the world blowing up the f*ckin' stage

Today we're in Vienna

Tomorrow in Argentina

Traveling through time, you float in the air, you also walk

And I'm floating in the clouds

The high never drops, it always rises

They throw stones at the moon

With what I already had, with what I already had

On the ground with the demons, but I float like an angel, bro

Smoking at the awards I'm JAY-Z with the blazer, bro

Baby in love, I was in Europe smoking with Balvin

I sent to buy more Glocks, with the paranoia I have an army

Come on, jump, babe, that's what gives you power

Burning flowers, the bag is a garden, woh-oh-oh-oh

We got more respect and more power

The checks bigger, the parties louder, woh-oh-oh-oh

We got more respect and more power

Babies want a baby shower, may God keep us

We keep it high

All in the middle, I don't want fake people

We're better than yesterday, thank God

Today there's a party on the terrace

We're chillin', lots of ZaZa

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Tell me, Mambo

Jowny

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The Money Wayy, Glizzy Gang