LYRICS GAME

If the Guzmáns send me, I make a hot shit for them

Here it's no joke, I go and take care of the bosses

Patience isn't my thing

I pray to the devil and also to death

Only a few know I like hot beer

I like fast cars

The truth, there's nothing like the Shelby

At the order of Archivaldo

We shake up anyone who gets reluctant

Without having to go flying

My pilot and a Baby always in the clouds

When I'm on the street, I carry equipment

And my buddy working in front

If you don't want to, don't, if you don't want to, don't

Step up your game if I'm in the area

Long hair and with a big watch

Of fine diamonds, if you don't want to, don't

Go for it, buddy Netón

Damn, son of a bitch!

And if you don't want to, don't

Get ready for a fight

With cold blood, nerves ready

And smoking a killer

There you see me in the capital, always alert

Riding in the high-security cars

So that the shots go straight through

Only brave Comanche, they don't think twice

And to mention, I'm always at full throttle

One blonde and one dark-skinned

Don't play too much 'cause I'll take out the dragon

If it's not grape, let it be coconut

But let it be washed, if you don't want to, don't

If you don't want to, don't, if you don't want to, don't

They see us wild, out of control

Long hair and in a big Cheyenne pickup trucks

Bring the high-security cars and inside a stack of cash