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Austin, baby
La Marash
hey me
Bah

Did you see, Gonzalo, that it was finally given to us? And you, when I’m ready, let me know
That, to travel the world with the rap that I have, I don’t need a VISA
I light a Portobello getting off the plane, as soon as the pilot lands
We arrived in Italy and, with our presence, we straightened the Pisa Tower, yeah

Active in music, also the street, my reputation is not tarnished
Like a mountaineer, I enjoy the view without fear of any avalanche
The komodo dragon that came out of the mud now enters through the wide gate
This legendary flow has no opponent, like Maradona on the pitch

I killed them and they want me to lower them
Go through customs without checking luggage
Bastard, I come from the neighborhood, my trip was difficult
Now I have tours where they don’t understand my language

I kept killing them and they asked me to download it again
I asked the accountant for a million to spend this month
C’est la vie, I went to Paris and learned to speak French
These ragpickers are my children, I was part of their childhood

They want to see me, make me fail
They’ve been trying for years, but that’s not going to happen
I got together with Biza, Biza, combination of Dybala with Leo
competition, childbirth
And, like Dibu, for the bug, he gave me the trophy, prra

Three million’ and peak in the garment’
You don’t need to understand me
In my greatest depression, I don’t take pressure
I heal buying the store

I have a tremendous note
Don’t call me, I already have a full schedule
Mera, Biza, turn this shit on

(Let’s go)

Hello, I arrived
I went down with some Bottega Vene boots
Asked
What’s wrong with the pilot, who hasn’t landed since I took off?
I waited for my time, I did not despair
I rested for a couple of years, I came back and hit myself
Killing him’ like Shakira to Piqué
I don’t play soccer, but I peeled them

I know that it hurts, it hurts
See-see me up here, I know it hurts
I leveled up’
And now I have properties that I enter and they look like hotels

A gigantic garden of moña’ violet
My own weed, how delicious it smells
I have been living on tour for a long time
Playing on the radio and appearing on TV

I killed them and they want me to lower them
Go through customs without checking luggage
Bastard, I come from the neighborhood, my trip was difficult
Now I have tours where they don’t understand my language

I kept killing them and they asked me to download it again
I asked the accountant for a million to spend this month
C’est la vie, I went to Paris and learned to speak French
These ragpickers are my children, I was part of their childhood

Take, manín, this was a take
I am harder than the shields of the gladiators in Rome
Matte black Escalade, red Ferrari and two Tacomas
My 9 that I named Bizarrap, I send them and they all remain in a coma

¡Uh-uh!
You readjusted the volume and bass when I told you the first time
(I told you)
From Puerto Rico to Argentina, this turned out to be a villain again, yeah
(Shave)

(Okay there, wow, we broke it’)