Rompe (part. Ysrael Barajas)

(Rio, control)
(Rio, control)
(Kidd, Kidd, Kidd)

We come to lift up, hands-free, the skirts
If you don’t believe me, let your girl show her ass
I got the rifle cut with emerald grips
Three armored cars behind me, ready for anything

I’m throwing a party at the club
With the girls from PornHub
I pop the bottles and shower them with champagne
I give them boom in the room and it goes bang-bang-bang
What a hot piece I hooked up with back in Tulum

They shoot without knowing that their girl
Wants one every day
They see I’m living a blockbuster
They want to jump in

Break it, break it in the VIP
The neck is always cold
Break it, break it in the VIP
The neck is always cold

I’m feeling good hahaha, cruising in the Emirates
A Russian blonde pulling my gear
Like Mötley Crüe, we’re all partying hard
My life’s a movie, that’s why I work so hard

Real badass, real badass, real badass
My mom tells me I turned out badass
Real badass, real badass, real badass
Wherever I go, I’ve got the Glock tucked tight

I shoot and it goes bang, click-clack, tak-tak, pure clonazepam
I’m hitting up a girl and a lady in Amsterdam
I’m heading to the dunes, all good in my Can-Am
(All good in my Can-Am)

I love the excess, yes sir
For me, luck doesn’t exist, that’s just me
I love the excess, yes sir
For me, luck doesn’t exist, that’s just me

I’m buzzing down a route
Got five girls in hoods
They’re snorting pure powder, but it better be fruit-flavored
I pull out the Glock on your dude and he gets scared
A dumb one always shows up at the pad, honestly doesn’t even ask

The tip on the top of the iceberg
Smoking a joint in the Cyber seat
Dressed in Versace and my girl smells like Saint Laurent
Stories about my watches just to get them hooked

Bounce, bounce, bounce, hot mama
Bounce-bounce-bounce, that thong is showing
Bounce, bounce, bounce, hot mama
Bounce-bounce-bounce, your daddy’s here to spank you

They shoot without knowing that their girl
Wants one every day
They see I’m living a blockbuster
They want to jump in

Break it, break it in the VIP
The neck is always cold
Break it, break it in the VIP
The neck is always cold

The eye that sees all
They don’t want to believe it

Compa Marquitos

(Break it, break it in the VIP)
(The neck is always cold)
(Break it, break it in the VIP)
(The neck is always cold)

(Kidd, Kidd, Kidd)

(Rio, control)
(Rio, control)