KATANA (part. Victor Mendivil)

Tell me, buddy Victor
Buddy Dan
So they know how it goes, man
Just like that, fuck it
All or nothing

I spend my cash but I don’t brag like everyone else
I keep it low-key, that’s just my style
Business and investments are my strong suit, above all
I’ve got a hell of a mind, wherever we go, we make it work

The cars I’ve wanted are safely tucked away
For daily drives, a Corolla all decked out
If the weekend hits, I’m not holding back
We take a break, I get high with a good hit

I like to dress in black with expensive brand clothes
But honestly, I love rocking a jersey
I throw down a track just to warm up my voice
When I hop in the Charger, I make those tires squeal

Or up in the Cherokee, it can take a good beating
And for those jealous ones who talk behind my back
I’m coming for you, and I’ll fill your face with bullets
Anything that gets in my way, I won’t give it wings

I’ve got plenty of drive to keep leveling up
If I worked an hour and spent some time as a thug
Because there’s no better path than the one that’s tough
There’s no greater evil in life than never trying

Watch out, of course, I protect myself
I roll with the same crew, not just any dumbass
I live chill because that’s how you grow old
I was born to make history, I push away bad vibes (oh my God, D-Sides)

Loaded with diamonds on my fingers and wrists
And these chains weigh over a kilo, they’re not hollow
Check out how we roll around here
Making a mess with Payday masks

If I’m cruising around in the Maserati
Everything I’ve earned, don’t think it came easy
Hidden hustlers, like the Illuminati
And the girl you’re with, I already took her panties

And fuck it, I’m all in Casablanca style
Wherever I go, they know I’ve got connections
I’ve shed the anchor, and now watch
How the cash flows in and how it gets spent too

The sports cars don’t buzz anymore, I’ve got a ton parked
A house by the beach, plus all the stocks
But, buddy, I haven’t forgotten
All the times people tried to push me aside

If I’ve got it now, it’s because I hustled hard
And even if I’ve got stacks, I won’t lose my ground
Making millions because that’s how my God wanted it
Whatever happens, I make a call and check it out

My lyrics are worth diamond prices, I sell them
I drop the hits, honestly, even I don’t get it
We’re on fire, anywhere I slice the cheese
They get upset over a ass, and I don’t even respond to the whores

Loaded with diamonds on my fingers and wrists
Loaded with diamonds on my fingers and wrists
Loaded with diamonds on my fingers and wrists
Loaded with diamonds by day—, loaded with diamonds by day—

Loaded with diamonds on my fingers and wrists
Loaded with diamonds on my fingers and wrists
Loaded with diamonds on my fingers and wrists
Loaded with diamonds by day—, loaded with diamonds by day—

Loaded with diamonds on my fingers and wrists
Loaded with diamonds on my fingers and wrists
Loaded with diamonds on my fingers and wrists
Loaded with dia—

Cash, that girl wants my cash
Pull out what’s hidden in the katana case
We’re not leaving here until tomorrow comes
I’ve got pills, pink powder, and weed on me

Cash, that girl wants my cash
Pull out what’s hidden in the katana case
We’re not leaving here until tomorrow comes
I’ve got pills, pink powder, and weed on me