4AM IN IBIZA
Eladio Carrion
4AM IN IBIZA
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Joon sent me to the hood, look, I made spaghetti
I feel like Rambo
I feel like Rambo, always completing the mission
I don’t see them, I don’t see them, Kodak, Kodak, tunnel vision
Girl, you don’t like to compete, there’s just no competition
Lambo colored Dijon mustard, eating good, I’m getting chubby
STK, I ordered the T-Bone
My life isn’t a movie, it’s like a series with twenty seasons (movie)
That dude ain’t worth shit, if there’s more around, I’ll quickly put an X on them, not Elon (Elon!)
Girl, you’re not from this world, soon someone will be talking in Klingon (damn)
A couple of snakes, I keep the grass low
If they’re not loyal, I get agitated, I go crazy, not Kiko
If I apply pressure, I don’t let up, everyone comes together as a team
Help, I don’t need it, I can handle everything by myself
Euro, euro, money high like Don Quixote
I went to Huma the other day, mommy told me that
You live in a cold world, put on a coat, son
Rra!
I’m patient, I’m aware that Rome wasn’t built in a day
4 AM, in Ibiza, tomorrow we’re in Barcelona
Fried chicken from paradise with Beny and Morad
I arrive in Spain, I feel like Xavi and Pep Guardiola
Argentina, I arrive, I feel like Messi, flow like Maradona (Messi!)
If you compare me, I’m Nobu Nobu, you’re Tony Roma’s
I’m a period like a point, you all are like a comma
Teamwork, what’s the point of a car without all four tires?
Huma, Huma, I don’t want you in my life if you don’t add up (Huma!)
Green G-Wagon, red seats like olives
Challenging me, better off throwing stones at the moon
NB on my feet, soon I’ll have the kicks, this ain’t Puma
I don’t brake, I just accelerate, vroom, motopapi, Ducati
Casa de Campo with Tito, Foke, Balde, Ansu Fati
San Diego with the Tatis, when in Boston, with Big Papi
Toronto with Vlady and El Capi, we’re strong, the whole crew, Baki
More delivery than ten Rappis, I got Wok in Europe, Lil Yachty
Bad bitch calling me daddy, this is, yeah
Sauce Boyz 4L, I’m already flowing like the La L crew
There’s no break for the losers, nigga
Euro, euro, money high like Don Quixote
I went to Huma the other day, mommy told me that
You live in a cold world, son, bundle up
Please, take care of yourself
Hey!
Eladio Carrión, what a badass!
Joon sent me to the hood, look, I made spaghetti
Krr, krr, paw, paw!
Huma!
Sauce Boyz, Sauce Gang, hey, yo
Sauce Boyz, Sauce Gang, yeah, yeah