ATORRANTE

Here, school is being quiet, dying discreetly
(Damn, bro)
(Damn, bro)
(Damn, bro)
(It's Venezuela, real trap)

Hey, I got a couple of stars and they ain't the Amiris
I still don't have a Patek, but my chain's shining
A white European like fettuccine
Rolling in a sports car, we ditched the Civic
And I didn't wanna sound annoying
I'm dropping kilos of lyrics like the gangsters
My Rolex is shining, my hands on some implants
Don't talk to me about cars, you ain't never held a wheel

Soto, breaking my neck 24k
Gold on my neck, I carry bricks in the Gucci bag
Like a sheikh in Vegas, spending chips
Like Stephen Curry shooting threes
Lighting lighters wrapped in keef
Breaking a joint, Van Cleef's asking for it
Wants champagne on her tits in L.A.
Every time we pop the bottle
The girls come with sparklers
Soto, what's it like being a star?
It was what I dreamed of since I was a kid
They ask for pics when I arrive at the gala
We fly direct, private, no layovers
I’m getting rich, the good or the bad way
And the bill explodes without using a bullet

I got a couple of stars and they ain't the Amiris
I still don't have a Patek, but my chain's shining
A white European like fettuccine
Rolling in a sports car, we ditched the Civic
And I didn't wanna sound annoying
I'm dropping kilos of lyrics like the gangsters
My Rolex is shining, my hands on some implants
Don't talk to me about cars, you ain't never held a wheel

Welcome to nostalgia city
Welcome to the world of Sotorius

Wow, codeine mixed with Frescolita
I prefer it this way 'cause it tastes sweeter
Everything's ugly, pup, look at that face
I don't know what you're saying, isquismi, buddy?

Like Omar, I was born with the gift
I'm the king of the dome, the boss, Don Dima Don
I'm not Timmy, I don't have a godfather
It wasn't magic that made it happen
Rolling green buds, that ain't Cosmo
But the high's got me feeling like Nickelodeon
I already ran the marathon on the track
We figured out your camouflage, chameleon

(Yeh)
No new friends, I want girlfriends
The kind that light up and get creative
They pass the smoke, also the saliva
And you burned the wire
It's not my fault your finances are unstable
Shh, quiet if the teacher's talking, I'm a Shinigami
Ichigo with the sword, goddamn
I don't know what you're saying, isquismi, buddy?
(Codeine mixed with Frescolita)
I don't know what you're saying, isquismi, buddy?