Ando medio ondeado ahorita, a la verga, Alx Drip (Woo) La Pura Flama, hey No no no, a mi me vale verga lo que tú hagas, K onda wey (Hey) A ver, pásame esa madre loco Están viendo y no ven, yo llegue pa' quedarme de sincho, ¿Están ciegos o qué? Pa' los que no creen empiecen a creer, las niñas me miran y dicen amén Ya me eché un sniff (Sniff, sniff) Activé el Kaio-ken No ocupo estar Ken pa' tener una Barbie Me fume 6 blunts ando full modo tranqui A esa baby me la como toda like kranky Por mi mamá seré el número uno en el ranking Se merece todo pues ella es my queen Ando en verguiza como el puto Rayo McQueen Bien green I like that shit Si les gusta como sueno pues manténgase pendientes Porque si llega la suerte puede que tarde o temprano se pegue un hit Oh sí sí sí, se pegue un hit, oh sí oh sí, se pega el hit Yo voy a ser hitboy la romperé nasty Tírame un call si quieres una pasti Voy a ser hitboy la romperé nasty Cuida a tu hoe que le bajó las panties Voy a ser hitboy la romperé nasty Tírame un call si quieres una pasti Voy a ser hitboy la romperé nasty Cuida a tu hoe que le bajó las panties Voy a ser hitboy, mami te lo juro Sé que estaré al vergazo en algún futuro Eso de olvidarte por supuesto ha sido duro Pero ya ni pedo, yo sé que después me la curo Vengo bien duro, traigo el cianuro Para envenenar a todos con mi flow Sólo bastará una dosis pa' que llegue al corazón ¿Que si me siento seguro? Por supuesto que simón Esa lady llega bailando slow, yo le doy dope Y me dice "Alx, You're very so hot" Ya la tengo bien mojada yo creo que se enamoró Dice que le gustan lindos con actitud de cabrón Me la llevo pa'l cantón, no hace falta que les cuente qué pasó Y aunque quisiera pues ya se me olvidó pero bueno, yo sé que lo disfrutó Me levanta en la mañana una llamada inesperada Del Clemente pa' decirme que mi tema se pegó Oh sí sí sí, el tema ya se pegó, hay que volver a la puta acción Oh sí, oh sí, esto es La Pura Flama, mijo no hay comparación Pues venimos de otra puta dimensión, LPF, entienden la referencia Aquí nosotros hacemos la diferencia, podrás mirar a cada uno con su esencia Así que mija, no seas necia que además de traer la flama portamos la mera crema Si se pica rásquese Voy a ser hitboy la romperé nasty Tírame un call si quieres una pasti Voy a ser hitboy la romperé nasty Viene tu hoe que le bajó las panties Hasta ahí Vamos ay a la verga Paca pam pim Pa' que te digo que no, si sí

Yo, Tory! (Got it on smash) Yeah, yeah, yeah Okay Stacks all on me Big drip on me, ayy Faucet on me, ayy I'm dripping water, ayy, ayy Know you notice, ayy I love it when you tell me that you just the homie, ayy 'Cause I can't be committed with these stacks all on me (Stacks all) Big drip on me, ayy (Drip on) Nigga, you don't know me, ayy (You don't) I'm not your homie (Not your) Faucet on me (Faucet) I'm drippin' water (Drippin') She like it on me, ayy (She like that) She like it on me (She like that) Drip, drip, drip Drip, drip, drip Iced out wrist I just hit a lick Hot like the wrist That's how I like to drip Drip, drip, drip Drip, drip, drip Yo Tory! I hit that corner and I'm bendin' y'know She wanna fuck well it's dependin' y'know 'Cause I'm whipping that white girl, Kylie Jenner y'know Put it on that flight and I just send it y'know I can't get your right, five bands for the night Baby, spend it on what you like, oh yeah Drip, drippin' on the side, big sippin', whip dippin' Thick bitches wanna ride, oh yeah Yeah, and I might just fuck the baddest bitch all in the city, yeah You was tryna fuck? Speak up, 'cause I ain't politicking, yeah You all in my condo ready to bust it and you brought it back And if you ain't and was ready to bust it, why your brought it then? Dripped up, dripped up, dripped out She gon' bust it at the Brickell penthouse Said it ain't the 90s, but I put it all in your mouth And it's hard to fit it all in your house with theses Stacks all on me, ayy Big drip on me, ayy Faucet on me, ayy I'm dripping water, ayy Know you notice, ayy I love it when you tell me that you just the homie, ayy 'Cause I can't be committed with these stacks all on me (Stacks all) Big drip on me, ayy (Drip on me) Nigga, you don't know me, ayy (You don't) I'm not your homie (Not your) Faucet on me (Faucet) I'm drippin' water (Drippin') She like it on me (She like that) She like it on me (She like that) Drip, drip, drip Drip, drip, drip Iced out wrist I just hit a lick Highlight the wrist That's how I like to drip (She like that) Drip, drip, drip (Drip, drip, drip) Drip, drip, drip (Drip, drip, drip) Racks all on me (Big racks, big racks) Me and my woadies (Me and my woadies) Bad bitch wit' me (Bad bitch, bad bitch) Fuckin' her homies (Fucking all on me) Chopper in the mansion (Brr, brr) Feeling like Tony (Feeling like) Sosa, bitch I'm big homie (Yeah) Racks on me, had to go in my bag (Get in yo' bag) Bad bitches be fucking me fast (Fucking me fast) New blue faces up my jeans Drip, drip like I live in a sink New Phantom, don't step on this mink Broke niggas gotta pardon my swag (S'cuse me) All my Miami Spanish bitches goin' wild I left prison in a chopper, they like, "How?" Had a threesome the same day I went to trial Then, I'm back in this lick, like Stacks all on me, ayy (Big racks, big racks) Big drip on me, ayy (Drip, drip) Faucet on me, ayy (Faucet) I'm dripping water, ayy Know you notice, ayy I love it when you tell me that you just the homie, ayy 'Cause I can't be committed with these stacks all on me (Stacks all) Big drip on me, ayy (Drip on me) Nigga, you don't know me, ayy (You don't) I'm not your homie (Not your) Faucet on me (Faucet) I'm drippin' water (Drip on) She like it on me (She like that) She like it on me (She like that) Drip, drip, drip Drip, drip, drip Iced out wrist I just hit a lick Highlight the wrist That's how I like to drip Drip, drip, drip Drip, drip, drip (Oh)

Rico's going crazy again Ayy, haha, go Rack up, wrap it, take it out (Work) Ayy Got the bag off of trappin' and cashed out at Lenox Whole lot of money, said fuck it and spent it Ride down your block with them straps, windows tinted Ride down your block with them MAC's, we gon' spin it Spin for a bend, we gon' take him out Bag him like trash, gotta take him out Wrap up the work in the trap, gotta ship it out Glocks do the talkin', no time, we can't hear him out Ayy, takin' my shot like a free throw Bust down a bitch, she a freak ho Reach for your chain, takin' shit like Deebo Ayy, pop out, it's us at your peephole Ayy, ice on my neck like a glacier Slide on a bitch like a skater Just fuck on a ho, no, we can't date her Skrrt, drop her off, see you later, ayy Yeah, she a stripper, I throw her them ones Bust down a bitch, she be fuckin' for fun Whole city hate me, I ride with them guns If it was beef, just know that it's done Hit Sour Matt with the gas, he gon' pull up and serve me End up with your name on a shirt like a jersey Two shots to his head, leave him cold like a turkey Get the work in the morning, I'm trappin' real early All of that typin' with nothin' to say Pull up, I'm bustin', I pop out with K's Black mask on my face so I can't catch a case Wanted that smoke so I gave 'em it laced Got the bag off of trappin' and cashed out at Lenox Whole lot of money, said fuck it and spent it Ride down your block with them straps, windows tinted Ride down your block with them MAC's, we gon' spin it Spin for a bend, we gon' take him out Bag him like trash, gotta take him out Wrap up the work in the trap, gotta ship it out Glocks do the talkin', no time, we can't hear him out Run up on opps, we gon' lay 'em down (Get down) I'm fuckin' that bitch, she make a lot of sound (Huh?) Bitch wanna fight, put the guns down Pull up to the show, send a lot of rounds My nigga a demon, send his ass to a dog pound We got them sticks, we gon' pop out I left that show and we got all the Glocks out Just for them bands, we gon' pull up and rock out Reach for that chain, you can't run, you get knocked down Bitch gon' fuck, she on go Ran out of 'Woods, send her ass to the store Exotic pop, I'ma pour me a four We ran out the back 'cause the feds at the door She got a fat ass, I'ma smack that On the way to the top, we don't backtrack Got all them drugs in the backpack A band for a show, let 'em have that Fake ass chain, I'ma snatch that I send that bitch to go break down a brick They call up Lil Brook 'cause I stay with the stick I fuck on that ho for one night, then I switch (Go) We catch an opp, he get thrown in a ditch Gucci shoes, I be spinnin' them bends After the show, I might fuck on a fan Pull up in LA and I hop out a van Give her a Perc', now it's makin' her dance Fuck on a bitch in the traphouse Got money, I'm a high school dropout We see the opps, now we en route All at your door with them guns out All that rap shit ain't fun now Got the bag off of trappin' and cashed out at Lenox Whole lot of money, said fuck it and spent it Ride down your block with them straps, windows tinted Ride down your block with them MAC's, we gon' spin it Spin for a bend, we gon' take him out Bag him like trash, gotta take him out Wrap up the work in the trap, gotta ship it out Glocks do the talkin', no time, we can't hear him out

Yeah, hah Ronny J, please turn me up Yeah, play with a bitch like a kid on a playground Pull up and spray with a big ass K round Me and Lil Brook don't play 'round If you wanna come up, stay down I got a bitch in the back named Britney She got a friend with, her name Lindsey We off the Perc', smokin' gas in the Bentley Kick the bitch out if the ho get friendly, yeah Ronny J fuck up the beat Racks in the bank, spent bands on sneaks Shoot it up then leave Get down, eat it up like a feast, yeah Eat it up like a cook out, guns out Drop down, it's a shootout Slide down with the tools out Fuck boy want smoke, make him move out Yeah, I got the packs, I'ma ship it Yeah, ass real fat, I'ma tip it Double my cup, I'ma sip it Fuck on that bitch, gotta switch, then we dippin' Yeah, yeah, bands in my pants, no safe, yeah Spin on your block and I spray with the K Just fuck on that bitch, no bae Lil' bro in the trap, he be makin' them plays, yeah Ship it out, he gon' mix up that work Hoes at the show, they gon' lift up they shirt Straight to the room and they pull down they skirt Woke up in the trap, gotta wrap up the birds Reach for that chain, you get shot, yeah All of they pussy gon' pop I'm with the gang in the back with a thot Two seats, hotbox gotta put up the top Play with a bitch like a kid on a playground Pull up and spray with a big ass K round Me and Lil Brook don't play 'round If you wanna come up, stay down I got a bitch in the back named Britney She got a friend with, her name Lindsey We off the Perc', smokin' gas in the Bentley Kick the bitch out if the ho get friendly, yeah Ronny J fuck up the beat Racks in the bank, spent bands on sneaks Shoot it up then leave Get down, eat it up like a feast, yeah Eat it up like a cook out, guns out Drop down, it's a shootout Slide down with the tools out Fuck boy want smoke, make him move out Yeah, heard they want smoke, what's up? One call to the shooter, yeah, pull up, go Big Glock with a drum Gang shit, yeah, go dumb Damn, fuck, I'm high Eat on the dick like it's pie Got the Glocks in the coupe, I'ma ride Play with that gang if you want, you gon' die Yeah, yeah, call up the plug, need two zips Give me the pack, do two flips We with that sliding, we don't do loose lips Lay down, eat it up like it's cool whip Yeah, throw it back on the dick Yeah, she flippin' she tryna do tricks All on the pole with no top like she strip Just fuck on these hoes, we don't kiss on the lips, yeah, go Play with a bitch like a kid on a playground Pull up and spray with a big ass K round Me and Lil Brook don't play 'round If you wanna come up, stay down I got a bitch in the back named Britney She got a friend with, her name Lindsey We off the Perc', smokin' gas in the Bentley Kick the bitch out if the ho get friendly, yeah Ronny J fuck up the beat Racks in the bank, spent bands on sneaks Shoot it up then leave Get down, eat it up like a feast, yeah Eat it up like a cook out, guns out Drop down, it's a shootout Slide down with the tools out Fuck boy want smoke, make him move out

Hah, ayy, yeah, go Yeah, hah, yeah Turn me up, yeah, go Ronny J, please turn me up Get that shit for the low when I come to your trap Moncler on my back and it cost me a rack Fucking that bitch in the back of the 'Bach Walk straight in that bitch with the packs and the straps Two seater, ain't no room for no bustdown Uber to the crib, pop a Perc', let's fuck now Show in my city, call the gang, let's run down Back in the day, we used to trap 'til the sundown Gone off that gas like a dead man walkin' 'Fit too fresh, throw that shit in a coffin Gas too strong, yeah, that shit got her coughin' Ass too fat, gotta watch when she walkin' Bring me that money 'fore I spin on your block Pull out that Glock, big .40 gon' pop All off them drugs and she tryna give me top Took off on my city and got it on lock Yeah, got it on lock, no question 16 at the 'tel, used to trap at the Westin Now I got hoes, I can fuck on your best friend One like on the 'Gram, I ain't doin' no textin' Hah, walk in the stu' with them drugs in my backpack Bitch want a verse but I know her shit cap rap See you in my city with a chain, I'ma snatch that Spin once on your block with the gang, we don't back track Don't care where I go, lil' bro, I'm plugged in Ten bands for the show, got the Glock when I come in Yeah, good for a stain, don't fuck with the gang Take 'em all down when we run in Get that shit for the low when I come to your trap Moncler on my back and it cost me a rack Fucking that bitch in the back of the 'Bach Walk straight in that bitch with the packs and the straps Two seater, ain't no room for no bustdown Uber to the crib, pop a Perc', let's fuck now Show in my city, call the gang, let's run down Back in the day, we used to trap 'til the sundown Pull up at Neimans and buy Valentino Knock on your door, then we shoot through the peephole On the way to the top like they gave us a cheat code Higher than a bitch and still smokin' on pre-rolls Yeah, high speed with the laws, we can't stop for 'em Bad bitch in the coupe, got a fast foreign Put all the bros on a lick, got a bag for 'em Pulled out the lot, two hundred the dashboard Now I got racks, these hoes gon' chase me Big ass .40, yeah, no safety Stay on all ten, no, these bitches won't play me Smokin' through zips and I do that shit daily Get that shit for the low when I come to your trap Moncler on my back and it cost me a rack Fucking that bitch in the back of the 'Bach Walk straight in that bitch with the packs and the straps Two seater, ain't no room for no bustdown Uber to the crib, pop a Perc', let's fuck now Show in my city, call the gang, let's run down Back in the day, we used to trap 'til the sundown