Comida del Espacio (part. Victor Mendivil)

(It's WICKED OUTSIDE)

Space food, always strong, never slow
I'll quit the crazy thing, so I'll lose weight, and until now I'm still in the vergazos
I have an Uzi to kill, like ISIS to attack
In the style of an imperial soldier, and a corrido to liven things up

In the Porsche GT3, the devil wears Prada, so what?
I'm telling you this because I know, I bought several Lambos from him
And a few drops for stress, I'm living it very hard, well then
They are the ones that relieve my stress, because millions arrive every month

I relax and a Marlboro, my solid gold chains
As a woman, I make millions, and two Cartiers in my pants
With very red eyes, solid, very crazy

The party and good focus, and the effect of the strikes
I'm fine now Natasha, I'll get it down with a wash
But let it be a double original, the one Pablo Escobar used

I always like to walk in the 80's style
In a Mazda RX-7 for transit, running in the city
I'm really into it, I like to fly in shame, hey

Even if I'm crazy, I'm always crazy
But very fine, calm, I navigate very simply
And even if I have millions, I don't measure myself, hey
I don't take care of myself, the escorts go with me

I have several million on me
A million, otherwise I won't move a fucking finger
Benjamins is what I mean, I sail in the sky
On high my pleasures, women, drugs, money

All of you idiots, millions of us are what moves you
The company continues generating, and I keep buying Porschetas
I bring laundered money, also laundered cocaine
And let everything continue to roll to the right with brothers

I really like the party, that it doesn't stop and that it dawns
Hands up, everyone who is happy, here we are all always at a thousand
Buddy Victor, take it out, the green to transit
Damn big fat truck, grey nose

Space food, always strong, never slow
I'll quit the crazy thing, so I'll lose weight, and until now I'm still in the vergazos
I have an Uzi to kill, like ISIS to attack
In the style of an imperial soldier, and a corrido to liven things up

Space food, always tough, never slow
I'll quit the crazy thing, so I'll lose weight, but right now I'm still in the thick of it
Today they look at me like a bad guy, in convoy with the luxury cars
In Tulum, they had a very pleasant time, and people looked at them blurry

For Italy and its pleasures, in La Perla I have two women
At the club, they look at me on Fridays
He who bets on me never loses
In Holland with the kids, everyone is M as it should be
For the Afterlife parties and my music in Dubai

Do I live like a sheikh? I receive millions in checks
Gold finishes on the houses, pants say Valabasas
I'm jet skiing in Monaco, there's money in banks in Switzerland
Richard Millier and Jacob & Co, in a Lambo the old man took off

That the morning never stops, with well-watered champagne
That he doesn't care about me at all, he even started to wash his clothes
A bunch of blues with garters on them
A private island yacht, I feel on top
And who's going to take me out of here?

Today I have the movie playing machin
Telephone, several calls, ring-ring
I can't stop him no matter how hard they try
I had the ugliest one in front of me

Today I have the movie playing machin
Telephone, several calls, ring-ring
I can't stop him no matter how hard they try
I had the ugliest one in front of me

Space food, always strong, never slow
I'll quit the crazy thing, so I'll lose weight, and until now I'm still in the vergazos
I have an Uzi to kill, like ISIS to attack
In the style of an imperial soldier, and a corrido to liven things up