Polvora (part. Casper Mágico, Tutu Baby, Johnny y Juliito)

Pulling the trigger so much, it smells like gunpowder
Pulling the trigger so much, pulling the trigger so much
Pulling the trigger so much, it smells like gunpowder (we're Los Mágico')
Pulling the trigger so much, pulling the trigger so much (the real motherfuckers')

From so many shots to the face, I smell gunpowder
From so many shots to the face, I smell gunpowder
Chill out, kid, the 47, I already loaded the clips
And we're gonna hit you in the face
Leave your name there, movie, facho (new flow, motherfucker)
Don't talk to me about fixing things, I don't get that shit (ah)
64 when I light it up, Super Mario on the Nintendo, fool (hahaha)
From Fifty Eight, we're gonna catch you coming out (po, po)
And I'm gonna hit you with the Jordan, the 40 that used to belong to Kendo (prr)
An AK from Bin Laden, bro, they call me The Arabic (yeah)
I always roll with H, with Manuel, with Casper Mágico (jaja)
I catch them at a light and they panic (po, po)
And all the shots sound like automatic cars (prr)
The 11 leaves blood stains Red 27 (ah)
If they catch me and bail me out, I’ll cut the ankle monitor (yeah)
Tell me, Wey, tell Moleste to lower the heat (jaja)
Because I'm gonna write a new flow on top of the cap
You're gonna fall, and it ain't 'cause your shoelaces are loose
The Glock has a hundred horses of power in the chamber
We're gonna kill you even if later you tag us
Because we leave you headless like the Headless Horseman (Casper)

They see me and I mess them up, if I were you, I'd tie them up
Moving the goods by boat, Captain Jack Sparrow
Motherfucker, you ain't street even if you were born in a car (the city, motherfucker)
And the 40 has flow and we're gonna give you a cold (trr)
It's 120 in the Moschino wrap (you know, motherfucker)
Motherfucker, you're rocking Balenciaga, but I get the Chinese ones
This motherfucker puffed out his chest and we planted the Palestinian
And I said let it drop, and that's saying I'm not Martino (prr)
The owner of the recipe, here it’s all about the glopeta (glopeta)
And we're gonna leave you cut up like we were the Zetas (the Zetas)
I'm watching to see if some motherfucker challenges me (tell him, motherfucker)
'Cause I got a 19, it's a bitch, I give it a finger and it has tits (prr, prr)
When I make the gun sound, if I were you, I'd inhale and exhale
You're gonna meet the devil if I pull it when all these bullets pass through you, pull (ey)

Stephen Curry, they give you 30
'Cause you were the little thief who stole the kilos, those that had fent
We made the kiosk go broke, sales are slow
And if they ask who is Pito
It's my mechanic, always ready with two tools
May God forgive me for all my sins
I work in the Mercedes like it's an ice cream truck
I'm charging 7K in thirty minutes
And I put all seven on your helmet and send a hit
Cocksucker, listen to how the R screams
They talk shit behind your back, and in front they want to hug
Be careful, 'cause if we catch you, it's easy
In PR or Miami, we record you and shoot
It's two Glocks, Glock, you know, two glopetas
But since you snitched on me, you're a little guard from a booth
Dead or in jail, and if you go to jail, 27 or ñeta'
Of course, it's heads or tails, no two masks
'Cause I got two Glocks, Glock, you know, two glopetas
But since you snitched on me, you're a little guard from a booth
From pulling the trigger so much, I smell gunpowder and money
I got two perfumes on my shirt, ey

We're the magical ones
Raised on H and all the 069
The Wizard, ey

From pulling the trigger so much, I smell gunpowder
From pulling the trigger so much, pulling the trigger so much
From pulling the trigger so much, I smell gunpowder
From pulling the trigger so much, pulling the trigger so much
From pulling the trigger so much, I smell gunpowder (ah)
From pulling the trigger (prr), from pulling the trigger (prr)
From pulling the trigger so much, I smell gunpowder (yeah)
From pulling the trigger

Here we live pulling triggers, don’t look for it for free
Millions in the pen, more shots than Big Papi
The jobs are slow and the pieces are fast
And when they bury you, we’re gonna shoot up your tombstone
Everything's a mess, I don’t run with strangers
Lambebicho, here there are guns and rifles of all sizes
They brag about being bosses and still get scolded
Look, if you grow, we’re gonna take down the whole flock
Now things are different, motherfucker, my race is extinct
Your movie on Insta and even for sleeping it’s painted
The Draco flows like the date
And if one day they catch me ugly on the track
I trust myself and don’t go to the trial
Cocksucker, better not give your opinion if you don’t know shit
'Cause now anyone works for half a job
Come on, act like a clown, take it lightly
'Cause I get devilish and I’ll take you down to hell myself, ah

From pulling the trigger so much, I smell fucking gunpowder
Larry and the mirrors, I take your picture and develop it
I’m a goat like my grandpa, I point and light your hair
On the street, they say I sing and I give current
That I’m crazy, I’m demented and that agents are looking for me
People say you drag like a snake
And that you work for a lieutenant, snitch, you’re a confidant
Motherfucker, you’re a little bitch, we’re your nightmare
And when you go to sit down, we’re gonna pull your chair
I shut you up, we knock you down, we don’t play
Chihuahua, twenty shots, you’ve seen how we roll
We get in, we get out, we empty the clips
We erase your mask and then we celebrate, yeah

The one with the white eyes, shit
(If when I talk it’s millions by law, Elegidos Records)
Royalty forever like Kobe with the Lakers
Hey, tell me, baby
A new flow
Tell me, Casper
Los Mágico', 'yeah
Eternal Music
Hey, tell me, Tutu
Nebulito
The Castle
Hey, tell me, Jesty
Hey, come to the base, let’s celebrate
These motherfuckers fell, ah
Hard KO
Hey, tell me, Mueca