Alley Oop (part. Nigo y Duki)

White LeBron, alley oop, smoking with Tyson, peek-a-boo
Another show, déjà vu, how many Lambos? Give me two
Runway, Jimmy Choo, Rollie Datejust 62
Connection flow Bluetooth, from Argentina to Hollywood

White LeBron, alley oop, smoking with Tyson, peek-a-boo
Another show, déjà vu, how many Lambos? Give me two
Runway, Jimmy Choo, Rollie Datejust 62
Connection flow Bluetooth, from Argentina to Hollywood (Duki!)

I look at the Rolex Daytona and time is gold
With platinum records, I decorate the office
They want to catch up, I’m always improving
I want what everyone wants, to be the best of all

My life’s a race, but I’m no Speed Racer
I’m a minute thief, I keep them like treasure
It’s not that I rush, it’s just that good things take time
Mom’s happy with her house, I see it and get emotional

MVP, I’m ballin' like Luka
In the VIP, I’m throwing a couple grand
The blunt lights up, no questions asked
I barely hit the hotel and I’m paying the fine

Here in Paris in an i7, the ride goes like a rocket
DHL, packages are raining, pure kush from the West Coast
Riding the beat like a cowboy, New York, I’m Carmelo, number 7
Joints the size of an AK-47 (you know it, babe)

White LeBron, alley oop, smoking with Tyson, peek-a-boo
Another show, déjà vu, how many Lambos? Give me two
Runway, Jimmy Choo, Rollie Datejust 62
Connection flow Bluetooth, from Argentina to Hollywood

White LeBron, alley oop, smoking with Tyson, peek-a-boo
Another show, déjà vu, how many Lambos? Give me two
Runway, Jimmy Choo, Rollie Datejust 62
Connection flow Bluetooth, from Argentina to Hollywood

Big money, my dude, and it’s not illegal
Now I smoke so much, it doesn’t hurt me anymore
A sicko who’s never gonna heal
Horns are covered in gold, mineral gold

I’m a talisman
Whenever they see me arrive, it’s in the Cadillac
I’m making space to stash another, cash and more
Bottega shades to hide my tears well

To make money, they say I’m the machine
From writing so much, I’m out of pages
Every day I dress in black like Metallica
All the girls in my room, babe, they’re British

And I had to buy them all the basic Kelly
In the suite, Frank Lucas style
A ton of problems, but I’m not worried
The fucking envy doesn’t scare me
My crew’s nine like the Wu-Tang
(Like the Wu-Tang, yeah)
(Like the Wu-Tang, yeah)

White LeBron, alley oop, smoking with Tyson, peek-a-boo
Another show, déjà vu, how many Lambos? Give me two
Runway, Jimmy Choo, Rollie Datejust 62
Connection flow Bluetooth, from Argentina to Hollywood

White LeBron, alley oop, smoking with Tyson, peek-a-boo
Another show, déjà vu, how many Lambos? Give me two
Runway, Jimmy Choo, Rollie Datejust 62
Connection flow Bluetooth, from Argentina to Hollywood