Multiplica (part. Akashi Cruz e Ark King)

It's just bet on the chain, it multiplies the cash
The money comes every week
To catch up, you'd run a marathon
With just one punch, I leave you on the canvas
He can't even catch me
Man, I feel like Satoru
Your weak rap and your line are saturated
(Ki, Ki, Ki) king, that's how you say it, right?
Want to learn hard? Plug your headphones into the Label
These comedians are all the same
These guys are all copies of the same guy
Pay for Chainz, the party ignites
2024 I'm launching a Maybach
She knows I've got the sauce, okay
Chainz enters the track, it's a guaranteed hit
Like a game, I make the atmosphere hot
This little slut melts
He talks but wants to be my best friend
His girlfriend has a poster
She's crazy to sit on the pole
You talk about crime, but you're a poser
Sorry if I'm vomiting a lot of bars
I think I didn't chew properly today
These haters keep pushing the envelope
I look and just say: FUCK!

You know, if it's about talking shit, I'm good at it!
The weed is gone, plug in and ask if that one has
Weed, bullets, candy and mushrooms, I stay away from cocaine
I tear up money in a bite looking like a PAC-MAN
More stylish than you guys even buying from Shein
My bullet's already left the barrel before you can react
And if it's past midnight I don't answer anyone
I'm devouring some asses like a Kraken
And you guys, you know I only talk shit when
I'm called, invoked to appear in Lil's song
And she sits with the tattoo on her back, my body has no response
This bitch wants to get the Mewtwo shape
Yeah! Or! Man, this beat is amazing!
I do what you guys don't do
You want rhymes? You want flow?
Put it on the father's account!
This like is a real machine gun
I only want the real ones with my name
And the fakes will come along with the Nike money
She already texted, wants to smoke some green
Soon she'll be pink Barbie
Drinking a martini on Mars
Fat wallet, Humpback whale!
I almost die of a heart attack
Flow is pure fat
This is a hack!

Bitch, I learned from the Myoboko mountain frogs
That there are so many sluts at my feet that it's disgusting
A slut told me I was too malicious
It must be because I'm rolling with the dog pack
That I'm like Krillin wielding a Glock 18
A whore asks me what the volume was in my pocket
Every girl I'm with looks like Nagatoro
I just eat you, shift gears and leave like Zoro
(Bubble? Bubble? Bubble?)
On the bullet, Bitch mistook me for Deida, Katsu (pah, pum)
Box shaking, you know Matsu's beat is disgusting
They're wondering how we stay afloat
How the cash multiplies, I don't know either
(Huh?)
If you want to make money, put the chainz in place
Spending all the cash with Bombay