Barrio Fino (part. Franky Style)

Your black is dead (for real)
Your black is dead
With a 9 on top (slatt)
Until I go to bed
Your black is dead
Your black is dead
With a 9 on top
Until I go to bed

We're back from the fine neighborhood
All my brothers wear Valentino
In Buenos Aires, I'm like The Godfather
Better run, they know who came

Girl, I just keep adding up
They want more, I give more
They can't touch me, I'm behind
If they get too close, we'll shoot

If you saw my boys joking in the neighborhood
You would understand why I dominated the area
If you saw my boys joking in the neighborhood
Joking in the neighborhood, where that black guy died

Your black is dead (for real)
Your black is dead
With a 9 on top (slatt)
Until I go to bed
Your black is dead
Your black is dead
With a 9 on top
Until I go to bed

Where, where
I like your woman
If I see her, I want to have her
If you know that money always has power
If they shoot you, you won't come back

They tell me: Franky, relax
Because I always have a molly in my water (a molly)
But I'm a motherfucker
And I come in all drugged up with a rapper attitude (rapper, rapper)
I play with the bitch like FIFA
She's selling weed but snorting it (bitch)
You run if my brother whistles at you
Look at those blacks how they deflate

I'm on top and not because I'm high (high)
They're going down like a Mountain Bike (bike)
Heavy dream like yours is very light
I'm cooking like Walter White (bitch)

Your black is dead (for real)
(For real)