Trópico

Mm
Yeah
Two sticks in the city
The K and the P and Double L
Gra-gra, boom-boom-boom-boom

Yeah, I'll find you
They don't come out if the bandits come out
From the tropics
This kilo is dressed as a bride
I the boyfriend
Making tickets, we are the printer
Client, you are experiencing issues with the inter

I locate you
They don't come out if the bandits come out
From the tropics
This kilo is dressed as a bride
I the boyfriend
Making tickets, we are the printer
The client is failing with the inter

We locate you without the pin
Two glopetas that are twin
The combs of twenty-two, I do not go down from the magazine
She wants trap star, she wants trap star, dig it
In PR, Pirates of the Caribbean, on the face masks
To see it, you have to love the track

Inside the disco ten bandits, keeping watch
You're going to panic when Selva explodes on you
My setter says, why are you going to see her?
Let the trooper suck bug
120 on the highway, highway
They see us head on and throw themselves into the air
With the Draco Mini that makes them do the dances
They get scared and the United States states go up

Yeah (uh)
Yeah, I'll find you
They don't come out if the bandits come out
From the tropics
This kilo is dressed as a bride
I the boyfriend
Making tickets, we are the printer
Client, you are experiencing issues with the inter

I locate you
They don't come out if the bandits come out
From the tropics
This kilo is dressed as a bride
I the boyfriend
Making tickets, we are the printer (The King of the Fast, the pressure)
The client is failing with the inter

They see me from the front and they throw their shots into the air (bullet)
The open-mouthed leaves them stunned, there is no dance
If you want trouble, asshole, come and fall for it
The stick is hot, motherfucker, hell is burning

He's snoring and these people don't give tickets
What I wished for is that I multiply it for you
The devil tells me to sting you in the middle
When I pointed at you, for your sake, I didn't beg (ha, ha, ha)

I'm sweating, I have so much 'plot' on me
In my purse I have combs, gloves, ski mask
I upload the works from Guayama to Carolina
The slow ones cut with fentanyl
I experienced your IG movie a while ago
In the chain, asshole, the VV (VVS) shine for us

Mopping in the hood, I sell the bondos at the Civic
I spray the fuletes and you hid, I died

I'll find you (I'll get to you)
They don't come out if the bandits come out
From the tropics
This kilo is dressed as a bride (yea)
I the boyfriend
Making tickets, we are the printer
The client is failing with the inter

I locate you
They don't come out if the bandits come out
From the tropics
This kilo is dressed as a bride
I the boyfriend
Making ticket, we are the printer (yea)
The client is failing with the inter (it's failing)

Tell me Clarent
Gra, gra, boom
The King of the Rapids, the Pressure
I, Pressure
Pa K and P, double L
Did you hear? The Devils
Glizzy Gang
These people don't get into it like that
Tell me Pri
Tell me Turbo
The Devils
I, Onien
Tell me Stash, huh?
Speak, Father
Mister Sa
The three P's, tell me Nene
Gra-gra, boom, brr
The King of the Rapids, you hear, you fool?