Bitch, Don't Kill My Vibe

Deleting the motherfuckers
Trap always opens doors
Success is on my path
Light on this path

CL Jax, huh!
This is Lafaiete's trap, man!
Every time I say, ha ha!

You can't knock me down anymore (huh)
Bitch, don't kill my vibe!
There's ice on my wrist (ice)
Bag in hand and pocket has more

You can't bring me down anymore (no, no)
Bitch, don't kill my vibe!
There's ice on my wrist (ice)
Bag in hand and pocket has more

When I said I was coming
You never had faith in my plan
We are running and always at work
With a lot of effort and God in command

When I said I was coming
You never had faith in my plan
We are running and always at work
With a lot of effort and God in command

Money, money, money, cash (hey)
I want it in my account soon (hey)
At the end of the show, bring my check here
My patience don't test (hey)

In the addiction of running the plaque
Experienced in the curve without crashing
Getaway pilot running away from hater
Michael Schumacher Spike

Deleting the motherfuckers
Trap always opens doors
Success is on my path
Light on this path

My dream is high, irreducible
At this moment it is being plausible
That's why I keep going hard so that
Let him always be visible (heey)

Leveling up
Without being invisible
Shut up whoever
Said it was impossible

Only in the objective
I want to be seen
Nar record line
In rap I insist

Show that I exist
That I never give up
I enlist in rap
While I watch

They in the ass
Ma'Glock I aim
I shoot into the air
And then I dodge

They envy my achievement
Never seen the suffering on the track
I only feel sorry for those who lead this kind of life
Vulture that does not hunt, only waits for carrion

We're on top my nigga and smart
Usain Bolt does the gas trap
Leaving enemies behind
Eat the dust that comes out of my booty (skrr)

You can't knock me down anymore (huh)
Bitch, don't kill my vibe!
There's ice on my wrist (ice)
Bag in hand and pocket has more

You can't bring me down anymore (no, no, no)
Bitch, don't kill my vibe!
There's ice on my wrist (ice)
Bag in hand and pocket has more

When I said I was coming
You never had faith in my plan
We are running and always at work
With a lot of effort and God in command

My nigga I said I was coming
You never had faith in my plan
I said I was always working
With a lot of effort and God in command

You can't knock me down anymore
Bitch, don't kill my vibe
There's ice on my wrist
Bag in hand and pocket has more