300CV

Water between my hands, 12-year-old Cardhu
Under pressure on the six with 300 horses
Today I'm gonna drink until I drop
Plugging in with my brother, we light up like lightning

I’m dying in the air that now fills his space
I write lines that sound like epitaphs
Everything I touch either turns to gold or I mess it up
I trade my heart with her when I hug her

Look me in the eyes, tell me, do you feel the change?
Check out my dark circles, babe, you can see the strain
I rolled a Ray that hits home runs
I’ve sat on the throne without even trying, me? Claudio

Water between my hands, 12-year-old Cardhu
Gaining weight on the five with 300 horses
Today I'm gonna drink until I drop, I can’t forget her, and look how many years have passed

I’ve got a record, pending trials
You like earrings? I’ll give you two diamonds
I might even leave a little me in your belly
What we have isn’t forever, babe, but it’s shining

I’ve got gold records, platinum, and I don’t even hang them up
I’ve got plenty of girls calling me, and I hang up on them
I’m floating out with Nikes, a crow, and a kiss from my mom in case I don’t come back tonight

Water between my hands, 12-year-old Cardhu
Under pressure on the six with 300 horses
Today I'm gonna drink until I drop
Plugging in with my brother, we light up like lightning

I don’t know how to make beats, nor if it’s worth it for a base
My little brother died, and now I have an angel in heaven
Just like I had in jail, you don’t know how much I miss you, rest in peace

Family like the Opus
Ears with the Lotus
I put you to work like asking for Habeas corpus
I fight for mine no matter what, like Sortu
I’ve been left empty like abortions

Water between my hands, 12-year-old Cardhu
Gaining weight on the five with 300 horses
Today I'm gonna drink until I drop
Maybe I can fool others, but I won’t fool her

Looks like they’re touching me, but nah
I’m the creation of Adam
I’ve dealt with all the bad
The Grand Slam doesn’t scare me
If I do all this, it’s for my fans
If you come at me through Millán
I know stars on the shore that will never shine again

Between my hands, 12-year-old Cardhu
Finga and Tiger, those are my brothers
Take what I have, babe, it’s yours
That’s how it stays, girl, I don’t re-record.