PUT EM IN THE FRIDGE (part. Cardi B)

Do you remember when we were kids alone?
We were from the hood, but now we're fancy
When I smoked weed in a blunt with the neighbor
What does destiny do? If nothing is decided

Yes? No?
Ask the government when it came
They saw me dressed like a sailor
Well, of course, I'm a Latin gold
Yes? No?
Divine
Red eyes, I always smoke the finest
On this beat, I'm the damn killer
They already know I've been crazy since I was a kid
Bellicose, we are bellicose until we die—

Fifty donkeys on the clouds like Aurelio
Aladdin on the carpet walking
Without the lamp, with the goat horn, what's up?
It's the last time I can hear you talking about me
Featherweight with the heavy weight
In Jalisco they see my ass and say: Devil, Cardi
I have all the drug lords smelling like white
And their moms asking me to sign their panties
We're not broke anymore, we're shining, we're pretty
White powder from the airport crossing to the city
We're not broke anymore, we're shining, we're pretty
I only sit at the table with the tough guys for the meetings, prr

They ask me why the fuck I'm like this
Ah, how they cry, they're never satisfied, let me sleep
Red soles like fucking Christian Louboutin
APs, Milles, and they fucking coming in

Yes? No?
I kill them on top of the beats
I have the president as a neighbor
The world is mine like Al Pa—, ha
Like Al Pacino
Yes? No?
Ask the government when it came
They saw me dressed like a sailor
Well, of course, I'm a Latin gold
Yes? No?

Forty shooters, if I send them in, they're coming in
Fifty kilos, if you need them, then they're coming in
Hundred thousand real close and they're Mexicans
I say the word, and they put you in the fucking fridge

They ask me why the fuck I'm like this
Ah, how they cry, they're never satisfied, let me sleep
Red soles like fucking Christian Louboutin
APs, Milles, and they fucking coming in

Forty shooters, if I send them in, they're coming in
Fifty kilos, if you need them, then they're coming in
Hundred thousand real close and they're Mexicans
I say the word, and they put you in the fucking fridge