Eh, hey
I'm still the same, I haven't changed (No!) I have my own, without bragging (Hey)
Always with same people, so high (Hey, hey, hey, hey) Now I always wear Louis Vuitton, but
I will never change (Prr, prr, prr, prr) I like the streets
25/8 ready, don't get afraid Humble but I'm never gonna stop
It's gettin' hot, but I won't stay away, eh-eh Today we're going out to the street (Wuh)
Luka Dončić, there's no way I'm missing We stay at two hundred and we aren't slowing down (Yeah) We're always in P.R., gangster, horny, billing
(Yeh, yeh, yeh) I'm still the same, but my reflection changed
(Heh) New, but I feel OG (Prr-prr)
Humble, but I won't quit, hey (Nah, nah, nah) Loyal, but not stupid (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
Don't bet against me, you can get kicked (Nah) I purchased the Tokyo's, to wear as a necklace
(Hu-huh) The white 11's and royal blues
Girls ask me to not take them off when we f**k (Ah, ah, ah) And I f**k her all night without taking off my sneakers (Nah)
In demand, I forgot what a twenty is I brought some new weed that is the shit,
like Benny Green fluorescent nugs, looking like tennis
balls, hey And by the pound, eh-eh
I'm not antisocial, you all just give bad vibes I know that seeing me in a good position makes you unstable But I'm okay, I'm but okay, but I'm okay Without going to the playoffs, I win the finals
(The final) You touch me and it will be the last thing
you do (Prr, prr, prr) I'm gonna detune your guitar (Hah)
Dominicans tell me: "My dude, you are the final boss" (Hey, hey, hey, hey) Puerto Ricans: "Some dope shit, motherf**ker" (Huh)
I'm the best at this, don't even argue (Nah) Any rhythm, I execute it always (Prr, prr)
The dumb little boy who studied at CUTA (Hey) But I like the streets
25/8 ready, don't get afraid Humble but I'm never gonna stop
It's gettin' hot, but I won't stay away, eh-eh (No, no, no, no)
Today we're going out to the street (Wuh) Luka Dončić, there's no way I'm missing
We stay at two hundred and we aren't slowing down We're always in P.R., gangster, horny, billing (Yeh, yeh, yeh)
Don't talk to me about money, I also have a bunch They say I'm not street, that I don't come
out of the front gate But this is P.R., where anyone can make a
round And "prr, prr", welcome to the grill
If I start bragging, I can't even handle myself The one who got everyone wearing colors and
shorts (Wuh) Don't act blind and deaf
Like the government, that still have houses with tents Never a follo—
No, no, keep the track going, keep the track going Never a follower, I've always been a leader
$7.25, bo, one can't live with that But now we are making money like a wide receiver
My verses are classics like Boca-River Never a follower, I've always been a leader
$7.25, bo, one can't— give me a— Give me a break, I'm going to throw out something else,
I'm going to throw out something else, okay Hey, hey, hey
Today we take the Lambo Urus out of the garage You all have it in Miami, I have it in Carolina
I give it to all of the Natti's quietly, like Raphy Pina, hey Driving and f**king, I love the adrenaline I have a lot of money that's why I'm Chilindrina
Lowkey, I never let myself be seen, like John Cena Remember, the dealers don't stand on the corner
I'm like the Boogeyman, I go out when there's mist Bastard, I'm the best, my mind is a mine
They bought a mansion with what I made in the booth, hey They go around crying when the Grammys doesn't nominate them
If I don't stop this verse, it won't end Real un—
