1% (part. Paulo Londra)

Baby, bring me the booze
I’m gonna heal your wounds
I’m keeping it real like Bellingham
To protect you like Pelican

The business demands
That I don’t just live for America
And everywhere I go, I see how the energy wave expands

I’ve been sober for over six months, you see me in pics and it’s clear
The goal is set, fill the stadiums with love, never with hate
First, second, and third on the podium, Rockefeller, monopoly
In Ibiza, in the lab, welcome to a new episode

It’s nothing, it’s nothing, no
You haven’t seen anything, no
It’s nothing, it’s nothing, no
What I’ve achieved is just 1

Wuh-uh
Hey, this is just the beginning
Here comes the lion from Docta
Mother Fucker Lyrics

I train like I’m going to the Olympics
What I learn with my empirical method
I raise the vibe to a mythical level
From the dressing room, you can hear: Lyrical

I beat everyone using the minimum (ha, ha)
Half artist, half scientist
I play with the spiritual and the chemical
Alchemist on the track, rhythmic (uh, uh, wuh)

What’s up, bro? You don’t know what it cost me (no)
I knew this would hurt, but I also knew it would help me grow (wuh)
I just went to do some triceps, now I’m flexing with biceps
You didn’t want me, and now you say: Come on, Paulo, I always wanted you (hahaha)

Lies, lies, lies, sit down and watch
You’ll see me on Insta on tour, and for those who don’t want it, swallow hard (yeah)
God’s timing is perfect, my moment hasn’t even come yet (amen)
I just took a pre-workout, waiting for it to kick in

They thought it was the peak, but no, but no
They thought I was on top, but no, but no
They leave me at zero and I come back and break them again, again, again
They leave me at zero and I come back and break them again, again, again

They thought it was the peak, but no, but no
They thought I was on top, but no, but no
They leave me at zero and I come back and break them again, again, again
They leave me at zero and I come back and break them again, again, again (Eladio Carrion, being a badass)

And I don’t know why they brag, yeah
If I’m chill, I’m in Ibiza, check out my Sauce Gang, yeah
A lot of people talk about me, but I don’t, I don’t care
Hey, you know, Paulo, Eladio is like Ginobili with Duncan
Decked out in New Balance from head to toe, I tossed all my Jordans

I live fast, F1, Lewis, but I’m not a fan of the movie
And now I’m a family guy, tell me, Stewie
And in my crew, there’s no Ratatouille, hey
I’m so real I got a 7 on my back, scoring and throwing the: Siu
From a distance, I take them out easily, the kid is golden like the Currys

We don’t want rats, we want cash
I want to do backing on the stacks
There’s power here, Superman without a cape
We’re flying high, check the data

We’re ahead, you’re behind
We don’t even have the same flight attendants
If we don’t win, at least we tie
Baby, mama, you’re tougher than a rat

They thought it was the peak, but no, but no
They thought I was on top, but no, but no
They leave me at zero and I come back and break them again, again, again
They leave me at zero and I come back and break them again, again, again

They thought it was the peak, but no, but no (but no)
They thought I was on top, but no, but no (but no, but no)
They leave me at zero and I come back and break them again, again, again
They leave me at zero and I come back and break them again, again, again