(Oh, Ross) Glizock (Ramy on the beat) ayy I pledge allegiance to the streets, yup, in this Glock, I trust (bah, bah, bah) They be like, "You think you the shit?" I be like, "Yep, so what" (yeah) And way before Corona' came along, we been masked up I never ran from nothin', I just ran my cash up, yup Big boy shit, lil' nigga, back up Yeah, I got all type of bitches up in my fan club Yeah, I got all type of bitches, bitch, I get mad love I fucked his bitch, his bitch, his bitch, too, I can't beef about these sluts (uh-uh) My diamonds out the dirt, but I've been burpin' sippin' mud (drank) Yep, I just went and bought another truckload just because (yup) I told this bitch at first that she was fuckin' with a thug (yeah) At the same time, I'm a player, baby, what you thought this was? (What the fuck?) I pledge allegiance to the streets, yup, in this Glock, I trust (yeah) They be like, "You think you the shit?" I be like, "Yep, so what?" And way before Corona' came along, we been masked up I never ran from nothin' (what), I just ran my cash up, yup I know niggas wishin' that they was me, yeah, yeah, yeah I know bitches wishin' they was with me (Glizock), yeah, yeah, yeah Bitch, I be ballin', this shit easy (this shit easy), yeah, yeah, yeah Bitch, I got a car for every day of the week, uh (yeah) Canaries on my neck, my diamonds dance like Chris Breezy, uh Choppa on me, choppa on the front and back seat (boop, boop, boop) Keep on doin' all that talkin', chop your ass to pieces (chop, chop) Speakin' of a choppa, got one right now as I speak (yah, yah, yah) I pledge allegiance to the streets, yah, to the streets (yeah) I pledge allegiance to the streets, yah, never trust a freak (uh-uh) Yeah, you know a nigga humble, at the same time, I'm a beast (ugh) Got six figures worth of jewelry on, I dare your ass to reach (fuck) I pledge allegiance to the streets, yup, in this Glock, I trust They be like, "You think you the shit?" I be like, "Yep, so what?" (yeah) And way before Corona' came along, we been masked up (yeah) I never ran from nothin' (what), I just ran my cash up, yup (The fuck?)

Lindo corazón, ¿qué es lo que te hicieron? Lindo corazón, te volviste hielo Los demonios son ángeles del cielo Que por un error les negaron el amor Ahora soy yo la maldad, ahora yo tengo la culpa Si me quisieron quemar quieren que pida disculpa Inquisidores del trap, mierda estúpida e injusta Les molesta que esta dama a su sistema no se ajusta Van a tener que festejar Sobre mi tumba, sobre mi tumba, sobre mi tumba Van a ser mejor que yo Sobre mi tumba, sobre mi tumba, sobre mi tumba Había una vez un alma bonita Creía en el bien que en el mundo habita Quisieron hacerla una señorita Pero eso no es lo que su alma grita ¿Qué es lo que está mal en la princesita? Que no es como otras, que no se limita Me hicieron creer que estaba maldita, ¿y tal vez sí? Que nadie pida perdón, que nadie intente tocarme Me quedaron un montón de mierda pa' reprocharle Ya no sé ni quiénes son, son todos unos cobardes Se metieron conmigo, que Dios los libre y los guarde Van a tener que festejar Sobre mi tumba, sobre mi tumba, sobre mi tumba Van a ser mejor que yo Sobre mi tumba, sobre mi tumba, sobre mi tumba