2xLL (part. JC Reyes y YOVNGCHIMI)
Slayter
2xLL (feat. JC Reyes & YOVNGCHIMI)
I carry it with me if I go in for the choco or for the cha-cha-cha-cha
Smoke on the chest, she's drunk
Cold on the neck, frost, scratch
And they are ironed right away
The pigeons are caught here
I never saw you on a court
I scored a great goal because we are on a roll
Small waist, wide ass
Baby, I'm the devil wherever I stand
I'm at my peak, a millionaire like Mbappé
I'm going out with my devil, we look like soldiers
I have the hamlet like Juarez in Mexico
That baby is fast flow Bugatti
He's fucking with an Illuminati devil
I have people who will kill you even for free.
To mini Draco, I call him Arturo Gatti
On a tricks note, the .30 in the six
Hard on Lloren Torres like Drake on the Six
I'm going to start a shootout, he's going to run, you a bitch
We go down with the dreadlocks and the braids and the wicks
On the neck of the Cuban, in the bed of the Colombian
The SRT with torque, the parrot without cut
In a laboratory in Peru, inside a forest
Better not touch me, I shortened it without a license
I carry it with me if I go in for the choco or for the cha-cha-cha-cha
Smoke on the chest, she's drunk
Cold on the neck, frost, scratch
And they are ironed right away
The pigeons are caught here
I never saw you on a court
I scored a great goal because we're on a roll
Small waist, wide ass
We entered the disco between devils and criminals
Damn, they snore and end up under the bridge
They are not gangsters, they collaborate with agents
In my circle, even the one you least expect kills people
Tell me, JC Reye', breaking the bitch and breaking all the laws
I was half-flying, I made the plane crash
She wants me to fuck her now, to wait
I have lean and I have Perco, I have all the powers
I got cool, I got tricks, I got the AK in the Jeep
She was half drunk with her friend at the strip club
The friend does lick herself, I might give her the bug
Inside the whorehouse, we don't mess with the Glock
If we have a show, all the guns go in
I no longer sing along with the pigs
I sleep and I don't dream of the dead
Mixing drugs in the kitchen is an expert
I have it on top of me, I'm burning a chocolate
Crazy if I touch her
We sell grass that comes out with a spotlight
Kill God', he's a pilot
If you put the ass, I'll leave it broken
Ma, with the Big Soto
He likes the way I ride the bike
I hit like Cotto
Come on, you're driving me crazy
The profits 'invested' in coconut
These people throw themselves at me because they know I crash.
We have him in the dark, his snot is coming out
I came as a man, but to put him in the bag
Kilos, my name is Paco, here we have the route
Mission that we did set up is a mission that is being carried out
Addicted to money, we chalk and we lead the way
If we kill him, it's to screw his whore.