And a little coke keeps me relaxed
It comes uncut; if it's not pure, I don't hit it
The Gucci bag, always perfectly slung
Off-White and Supreme, I'm really wired
In the two-door, always speeding
I roll with no hurry, but always well loaded
Inside I've got a blonde babe by my side
She doesn't make a scene or give me any grief
Another morning and I don't remember what I did
I think that we partied in several countries
Well, it doesn't matter, you were only one night
See you soon, that's what I told all of them
I don't even know where I'm going
But I'm always super faded
Why would I tell them no?
And only corridos tumbados, fellas
Sleep won't come and I already feel it's morning
Here in the H, you can see the caravans roll by
Buddy Carlitos, bring out the washed one
Whether strawberry, coconut with banana
If it doesn't benefit me, better not even stir things up
I carry a schedule that hasn't finished yet
It's the pending things that piled up
Don't worry, it's under control
And a little coke keeps me relaxed
It comes uncut; if it's not pure, I don't hit it
The Gucci bag, always perfectly slung
Off-White and Supreme, I'm really wired
I don't even know where I'm going
But I'm always super faded
Why would I tell them no?
The party got me started, eh
And only corridos tumbados, fellas