VINO TINTO (part. Peso Pluma y Natanael Cano)

Red wine to heal wounds
And I don't forget there were no tortillas
This bad life is over
My mind is very fired up

Batteries, potatoes, not for the broth
I saw they didn't do well alone
Many forgot I helped them
It's not the same if they're hanging out with others

Only I know about my shipwreck
I spent a long time in the parking lot
I'm not the same as yesterday because today is like this
Some still call me Franky

And little by little the M starts to hit me
And with a sip of water, I'll reactivate
Let the techno play, I bring the festival mode
And I love to enjoy

Ultra billionaire and I'm going to listen to Eladio
I'm 77 with Coco Chanel, my dad
Hair long like Don Pablo Escobar
And stress? I'm relaxed

Oh buddy
Uh!
I'm relaxed
Up with Double P, my old man
Buddy, Gabito

I'm re-e-e-e-laxed
Just like that, buddy Peso
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Pure Double P, old man
Woh-oh-oh-oh-oh

And it doesn't bother me that they're throwing shade
Green is life and green is what we carry
When have you seen bosses crying?
Here we are men, not clowns

The plan was to make money
Plan B was how to waste it
Plan C was with cocaine
Jewels, bitches, and adrenaline

Only I know about my shipwreck
I spent a long time in the parking lot
I'm not the same as yesterday because this is how it is
Some still call me Franky

And little by little the M started to hit me
And with a sip of water, I'm going to activate
Let the techno play, I bring the festival mode
And I love to enjoy

Ultra billionaire and I'm going to listen to Eladio
I'm 77 with Coco Chanel, my dad
Hair long like Don Pablo Escobar
And stress? I'm relaxed

Eah!
And only Tumbados Corridos
I'm re-e-e-e-laxed
To hell
I'm re-e-e-e-laxed
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah