(Lanalizer Got The Fire) Yeah, yeah Ya no siento feelings porque los quemé en los blunes Saco los cuervo de ojo' porque me crie con halcone', je No extraño rostros lindos Con estas caras de hunnids No me extraña quién soy ahora Solo busco llenar el bolsillo no el cora Puse los sentimiento' como el Audemars en roca, yeah Como el Audemars en roca, yeah No estoy detrás de la' falda', estoy detrás de lo' faldo' No me viro ni me uno a ningún bando Estaba con lo' mío еn olla Y sigo con ellos hoy que sobra el caldo Y cualquiеr cosa, yo no mando, yo le' mando La' babie' no me la' apecho Le' doy to' el cuerpo meno' el pecho He hecho cosa' 'e que no hablo, pero siempre hablo con hecho' Prendo uno bien cristalino y lo malo lo desecho (No, oh-oh) Si esto a esto' cabrone' ya la' paca la' tengo por techo (Ah-ah-ah) Y pa' que te abusen por bueno que se te quejen por malo Eso' consejo' del viejo valieron más que lo' regalo' Me enseñaron a darle el codo a to' eso' huelebicho' que vienen a pedir como si tú les debe' una mano En las que necesite, no me hizo falta nada de ustede' Yo he sabío' que darme sin vía y no frenar los trene' Por manzana que no tenían gusano' eran serpientes Cierro mas mi círculo y me abro menos con la gente Ya no siento feelings porque los quemé en los blunes Saco los cuervo de ojo' porque me crie con halcone', je No extraño rostros lindos Con estas caras de hunnids No me extraña quién soy ahora Solo busco llenar el bolsillo no el cora Puse los sentimiento' como el Audemars en roca, yeah Como el Audemars en roca Jajaja, papi esto cuesta, je Ni se regala ni se presta Gente que antes comía en mi casa ahora pa' mí está puesta Está cabrón verdad, pero es que así e' la vida esta Ya ni sabiendo sumar puedes saber con quiéne' cuenta' Vivo to' el día en la nota, pero e' que no estoy dormío' Esto e' real con lo' real, tengo identificao' lo' mío' Yo sé lo' que están de cora, pero sin embargo También sé los que están con tal de sacarme algo De lo que de ti recibo, más o lo mismo te doy No puedo fingir ser más nadie, e' la que hay, e' lo que soy El humildón, baby, la' paca' de cien, de fifty, veinte Pai yo he esta'o atrá' por eso sigo siendo el mismo al frente Ya no siento feelings porque los quemé en los blunes Saco los cuervo de ojo' porque me crie con halcone', je No extraño rostros lindos Con estas caras de hunnids No me extraña quién soy ahora Solo busco llenar el bolsillo no el cora Puse los sentimiento' como el Audemars en roca, yeah Como el Audemars en roca El Mynor, Millo Gang Millogángster Los que la llevamos en el Trap, hijueputa Dime, Chen El king de lo' flow y de lo' delivery El humildón Mera, dime, Gaby Music Chris Jedi, Los Marciano', La Familia

Yeah, peng lil' jawn wanna chill up in East Yeah, love that move, I'll be in the 3 Bread get chased, don't do no race cah my driver lean Toke toke with a bean Blow smoke, Billie Jean Bro got hella fiends Hella racks, hella jeans Yeah, don't talk much, just move Your chick notice me Think she knows my tunes She can't roll with me I don't care 'bout you You don't care 'bout me Well, too bad, that's cute I got a bag, it's in the back We cannot talk about that Bro got a ride, it's in all white Flexin' it pure with a stack Talking no budget, you just gotta love it Chanel, man, I grab and attack She want Dior, I'm up in the 4 Spending and making it back I got crib, see where I live Swear she ain't making it back Out with my brother, my number one gunner I promise we making it stack You see the livin', the price of the kitchen You'd think that we whipping up crack The price on the bezel, I need me a- Peng lil' jawn wanna chill up in East Yeah, love that move, I'll be in the 3 Bread get chased, don't do no race cah my driver lean Toke toke with a bean Blow smoke, Billie Jean Bro got hella fiends Hella racks, hella jeans Yeah, don't talk much, just move Your chick notice me Think she knows my tunes She can't roll with me I don't care 'bout you You don't care 'bout me Well, too bad, that's cute Tell that girl don't stress me 'bout it She just wanna fuck me and feel sexy 'bout it Tell me 'bout it All my diamonds heavy and I'm flexing 'bout it Fuck that, college boy Try take my chain, we get messy 'bout it Gave that hoe the boot, I'm being Messi 'bout it She think she too cute, I fuck her bestie 'bout it Let's see 'bout it Girl, let's make a movie, go Scorsese 'bout it Sexy 'bout it I brought sexy back, now she tryna press me 'bout it Hop out the black truck, hop in the valley She wanna touch my body She got a fat butt, she got a body Hoes waiting in the lobby Oh, she love doing molly Diamonds on me like Zimbabwe Do a show and then it's back to the highway Bitches love us like Beyoncé Peng lil' jawn wanna chill up in East Yeah, love that move, I'll be in the 3 Bread get chased, don't do no race cah my driver lean Toke toke with a bean Blow smoke, Billie Jean Bro got hella fiends Hella racks, hella jeans Yeah, don't talk much, just move Your chick notice me Think she knows my tunes She can't roll with me I don't care 'bout you You don't care 'bout me Well, too bad, that's cute

Ayy, look Ain't really much in the hood these days I'm tryna get me paid Ten racks can really do good these days Keep my packs all laid This baddie wanna link and talk 'bout dates She don't know man's face Know that my links back home wanna see man paid And I know that's great Cah I know I'm gonna keep it a hunna All damn summer Your guy can't flex like me, what a bummer If your guy need work, he can come do runner Need a YS chain for my YS stunners On a date with bird tryna cop some hummus But I need a big whip tryna flex that hummer Checks for my team, gotta split with my brother Gotta check on my dukes, drop a check for my mother In a whip all vintage, just gliding Tryna flick through notes just doing my ting I was out with the brodie just sliding He ain't even been driving, no license But a bean gonna slide if we just vibing I remember back then, we were just Skyping Now I'm out OT with the crew flying Baby girl, tell me, are you really riding? In a whip all vintage, just gliding Tryna flick through notes just doing my ting I was out with the brodie just sliding He ain't even been driving, no license But a bean gonna slide if we just vibing I remember back then, we were just Skyping Now I'm out OT with the crew flying Baby girl, tell me, are you really riding? Took a stop off for tea, ain't really much with my G's Bro got himself a new B, her drop on fleek Know that her boy on T, she don't take calls on E Never post on the feed, know that my link can't leak Don't bite the hand that feeds Double up on speed, bros been out OT Might never come back lowkey I was out with the bro on a pedal bike cruising through ends When my bro got a text on his phone Told the plug bring ten with a medal back flex Hit my darg on a text then post by the home Never tell when a check finna pop on mans phone If a snake try call, leave a message at tone I ain't ever took drugs but check out my flex If you watch man step when I'm outta my zone In a whip all vintage, just gliding Tryna flick through notes just doing my ting I was out with the brodie just sliding He ain't even been driving, no license But a bean gonna slide if we just vibing I remember back then, we were just Skyping Now I'm out OT with the crew flying Baby girl, tell me, are you really riding? In a whip all vintage just gliding Tryna flick through notes just doing my ting I was out with the brodie just sliding He ain't even been driving, no license But a bean gonna slide if we just vibing I remember back then, we were just Skyping Now I'm out OT with the crew flying Baby girl, tell me, are you really riding?

Local MVP If you wanna see all the bread that I made last year Compare Impressed with the moves that I make Best flex, don't care Too many man wanna sound like Sainte, that's that, well fair I've been working on somethin' new, drop a song like this for the mandem there Give me time, lemme plan, lemme land Never took no deal but I still made racks Never change for the game that's lame Amma take my timе Amma still get plaques Say slow wins race Amma stick to my lanе no change Young Sainte on the map Baby girl tell your mates that you know it's wrap Got the addy on text know I'm taking you back (what, what) Babe what's good I'm legit no hood Range outside with a couple odd goons But bless, no stress cah you know you're all good Best interest Got the birkin flirting Price hurting now your ex man stressed Give a Low grading for the look that he gave me hate me more if I put in the F Effort I ain't even gotta try Nice and sweet when I speak in your ear, smooth criminal here, Amma thief in the night No demon baby girl I'm an angel smooth in a tune no evil in sight Ey stuff right now man trynna get some money real hunid stuff you know If you wanna see all the bread that I made last year Compare Impressed with the moves that I make Best flex, don't care Too many man wanna sound like Sainte, that's that, well fair I've been working on somethin' new, drop a song like this for the mandem there Give me, time lemme, plan lemme land Never took no deal but I still made racks Never change for the game that's lame Amma take my time Amma still get plaques Say slow wins race Amma stick to my lane no change Young Sainte on the map Baby girl tell your mates that you know it's wrap Got the addy on text know I'm taking you back Ayyy What what what what

I'm that same old brudda with the steeze In a baped out fit, got a shark on the hood of my top and a ape on my tee Been a min since I linked with the bro, said link up soon let's talk over tea These days it's all about flex and talk, but bro im tryna make this P I got a text from the bro in Cali telling me sit tight, his gonna make me a beat In a gaff with a stylish babe on a stylish date tryna make me a treat She's tryna talk bout rovers it's over I'm tryna bag this dream 2 secs, let me take this call, I gotta skeet real soon tryna pattern this G It's been OT nights bit far from the den tryna get big cheques and the cash flow steep A couple boys on the block Man the feds been lapping on locals and socials, now it's looking all hot Tell the yutes just stay off the violence and make P's don't worry bout crops I'm just keeping it real man you know my deal trust me big words to my pops In the yard in ends with the broski man you know me, I'm taking champagne shots Don't talk like you know my ting when when you're round my ting I'll send you to the shops My bro just came uptown with the latest trends with a few odd cops In a vintage whip just gliding stay sliding in a coupe drop top Ay, baby girl, I got tea no tetley Wait, tell me why you never come check me You tell me that I'm way too spendy Wait, babes, I'm just too flexi I got eyes on my chest, that's fendi Step to a high class rave with a glass in my hand and I'm still in a tech fleece My bro got a coupe that's a Bentley Money come nice get plenty Got a foreign lil baddie in the crew with a face caked up, but you know that's fenti Took a snap in the E class coupe, now she tryna ask who's picking up in the Benz Come off that flex man I ain't tryna flirt man you know I'm just friendly These times man I might rock the loubs on the way to her crib so she know I step pricey Her old man left like a weirdo I'm hero man he ain't nothing like me Can't force my flex at the function, do it nicely be subtle man lightly Got my game in like 010 but man yg's I'm in love with the 90s Don't show me no stripes my bro man that ain't like me only step in the Nikeys True say my bro got a cheque but I said lowe it man just spend that wisely Don't flex your cheques on Snap-chat or IG, don't do it on IG Lowe it bro, yeah don't do it on IG

Yeah Yeah, look Lost and secured that bread Bro got in hand to late, them times, more time for them boys on tag Can't take questions but mention when my guys on road, lame you's all mad Just hit a lick with the Bape'd outfit, got the custom kicks and I'm lookin' all mad They is in the D, what they say about me? Left the crib roll out, came back with a stack Yeah, my finance is not lookin' too bad Five-star meal that a sweet one made now I'm not gonna faint, gotta taste some bread 'Cause she make soufflés on Tuesdays My dear quick taste, little ting don't let Gotta let broski on lowkey near the local shop, could that guy got pax Yeah Swear she baddie, drop me an addy Bro got a coupe, got a Jaggie, four lane draggie Wait, baby girl outside Yeah B a chef and she whippin' up Thai Can't even lie, this one's coming up nice Smiles to reference to my dad Look, she might just keep me for dinner Lotion, traps get spin up Feels get triggered, I ain't no average Yeah Said that she's liking a man, business man Yeah, I got business plans, I'm tryna get some bands Left OT on a bro with the cheese, came back to the edge, wanna talk about miss me Seeing them hoes on the gram with some average man Told me how we look all 50 Forgive me, forgive me, my banks on fleek If you check mans notes then you'll see they're all crispy Quick to the date, we can grab some drinks I can pay for the bill, take you home you can miss me (I'm gonna go out treat another man's girl as you feel me) (I make my bag then I brush that my man, just like that) (I'm from the four) (Run it) Yeah Swear she baddie, drop me an addy Bro got a coupe, got a Jaggie, four lane draggie Wait, baby girl outside Yeah B a chef and she whippin' up Thai Can't even lie, this one's coming up nice Smiles to reference to my dad Look, she might just keep me for dinner Lotion, traps get spin up Feels get triggered, I ain't no average Yeah Said that she's liking a man, business man Yeah, I got business plans, I'm tryna get some bands Yeah B a chef and she whippin' up Thai Can't even lie, this one's coming up nice Yeah B a chef and she whippin' up Thai Can't even lie, this one's coming up nice