Burlao-Franco Danós

With all that I got, why look to the side?
Dude, I’m already on my game, never let anyone slide by
Been breaking through since way back, I’m not turned off
If I ever get locked up, I got all my people by my side

And I don’t need the ones who haven’t made it or the ones who left
I keep hustling even when I’m rolling in the dough

B-u-r-l-a-o', b-u-r-l-a-o'!
We’re on fire
B-u-r-l-a-o', b-u-r-l-a-o'!
In Peru and Callao'

They act like they’re tough guys, like they’re the best around
But up here, they don’t see them, these fools are just clowns
You went viral copying songs, that’s your claim to fame
But mentioning 26 won’t make you sound like a man

I’m always breaking down the artist
You guys aren’t my crew, there’s no one who can compete with me
You’re all materialistic
While we’re pure visionaries with investors

Franco says: I want a Bembos, I gave him two
If you made it, you’re syrup, but for a cough
For this shit, you’re dead, smells like formaldehyde
Those Usain Bolt shoes are too small for you

Dude, I’m blowing up, in Peru I’m on my grind
Everyone says they’re in the game, but I don’t see them
Not at my level or by my side

And I don’t need the ones who haven’t made it or the ones who left
I keep hustling even when I’m rolling in the dough

B-u-r-l-a-o', b-u-r-l-a-o'!
We’re on fire
B-u-r-l-a-o', b-u-r-l-a-o'!
In Peru and Callao'

Hey, you already know who I am
The Chucky that’s breaking through
Yo, hit me up, Noval Kevin Low
This is for respect
You know I can kill any beat, man
Put on the guitar, whatever you want
Don’t mess with me.