MONACO

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Huh-huh-huh, huh-huh
Huh-huh-huh, huh-huh
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Look, look
This is what you wanted, right?
I'm classy, this is gallery trap
You're a nobody, Rocky The Kid, trash
I'm a champ, Rocky Marciano, Rocky Balboa, Rocky Maivia

I got the route, I got the way, yeah
I got the way
Nighttime expenses, I invoice all day

So much cash, that
I like it when
They hit on me, that's why I go after all these harpies

You guys don't know what it's like to be on the high seas with two hundred chicks
The flight attendant giving you head in the sky
What it's like to blow half a million at a brothel
That's why your opinion means zero to me

That's why you're 101 in the top 100 and I'm number one
You're not rappers anymore, now you're podcasters
More than you, my barber is charging
Fucking and traveling the whole world, ey

Drinking lots of champagne, we're never dry
Verstappen came first, then Checo came
If Pablo saw me, he'd say I'm a beast
You guys talking shit, and me and mine are in Monaco

Drinking lots of champagne, we're never dry
You're talking to yourselves, you're talking to the echo
The money sign, that's my new zodiac
I light a cigar, the family is in Monaco

Just yesterday, I was twenty
I caressed time and played with life
Like one plays with love, and I lived the night
Without counting my days, which fled with time

Believe me, F1 cars are faster in person
Sofia Vergara is hot, but she's hotter in person
Whatever you do, it doesn't impress me
It's like scoring a goal after Messi and Maradona

They don't even know you in your neighborhood
Yesterday I was with LeBron, also with DiCaprio
They asked me how I did in the stadiums
We talked about family and millionaire stuff

I say
Multi-millionaires
I say, je
Billionaires

The radio hasn't bothered me in a while
I quit trap a while ago, I left it to Eladio
Uy, je, dear diary
They deposited for me today, they nominated me for a GRAMMY
They criticized me again and I didn't care about any of it

I'm staying chill, in my lane, Don Vito, Don Beno
From the Beatles, John Lennon
To my grandkids, when I die, I'm leaving them a hundred plots of land
To all my ladies, their butts and their breasts
And to my haters, an F40 without brakes

So that, so they can crash, je
So they can kill themselves
Red, white, matte black, which one do you want?
So that, so they can crash
So they can kill themselves (so they can kill themselves)
May they rest in peace, I'm still on the yacht, ey

Drinking lots of champagne, we're never dry
Verstappen came first, then Checo came
If Pablo saw me, he'd say I'm a beast
You guys talking shit, and me and mine are in Monaco

Drinking lots of champagne, we're never dry
You're talking to yourselves, you're talking to the echo
The money sign, that's my new zodiac
I light a Phillies, the family is in Monaco

Just yesterday, I was twenty
I caressed time and played with life
Like one plays with love, and I lived the night
Without counting my days, which fled with time