Jacob And Co. (part. Luis R Conriquez)

The one who tells me the time
Apple fritter to smoke with the girls
Macallan six seven
In Scotland sipping
Spending cash
But making more

Babe, I'm outside
Here I come arriving
I can't help but want
To be fucking you
Those Miu Miu panties
I’ll push them to the side
A Pinochet to keep it chill

For getting down in the room
I'm feeling pretty lucky

And behind me
The guys are armed
Loaded up like Call of Duty
Contacts from Colombia
They send me the goods hot
The frost frames
Arrive in Miami, then to Chicago
From Cali

And for the party
All the fine girls
Honestly, I’m just chilling
Now I’m hanging with
The ones I used to see on TV
I’m not trying to act all tough
But it is what it is

Too cold
I know where I come from
I’m not a loser or a punk
We’ve worked hard
That’s why I made it

All good, living large
Cruising through Miami
Red little horse to show off the Barbies
Private at the Gekko, if it’s worth it
How I love those Colombian girls

In Capella, Bangkok
I’m having a blast
Aphrodisiac vacations
At Kicho in Tokyo, I’m getting some cuts
With a Yamazaki, we light up the fun

And behind me
The guys are armed
Loaded up like Call of Duty
Contacts from Colombia
They send me the goods hot
The frost frames
Arrive in Miami, then to Chicago

From Cali
And for the party
All the fine girls
Honestly, I’m just chilling
Now I’m hanging with
The ones I used to see on TV
I’m not trying to act all tough
But it is what it is

Too cold
I know where I come from
I’m not a loser or a punk
We’ve worked hard
That’s why I made it