ganga (part. Peso Pluma y El Randal)

Ah, ah, ah-ah
Ah, ah, ah-ah
Hey

A whiskey and a girl are calling me, wants me to come pick her up
And leave my scent of L'Immensité on her thong
She loves my Cuban vibe, pulls me to the bed

I’m cruising around the block, spinning through the city
Stylish like Al Capone, mobster with the crew
Rolling through Chicago, New York
The crowd's all hyped up, fresh, and lit

Italian Portofino, Bugatti Chiron from Jacob & Co
In the Rari, bumping a corrido, I’ve hit on my muse three times
And like the sheikhs, hooded up, party, cars in Monaco
In the Vatican, a damn blunt, all wild and vibing

Oh-oh
Uoh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh
Hey-hey
Double P is back again

Wuh
Wuh
Ah, ah, ah-ah
Ah, ah, ah-ah

A whiskey and a girl are calling me, wants me to come pick her up
And leave my scent of L'Immensité on her thong
She loves my Cuban vibe, pulls me to the bed

Connecting flights, they’re all coming from Italy
Frida Kahlo paintings taught me, I bring the spicy vibe
She likes bad boys like me
Loves the high life, she’s got her motives

Italian Portofino, Bugatti Chiron from Jacob & Co
In the Rari, bumping a corrido, I’ve hit on my muse three times
And like the sheikhs, hooded up, party, cars in Monaco
In the Vatican, a damn blunt, all wild and vibing

Uoh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh