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(That?)
Hey, dove, this isn't LA (LA)
He takes pictures with weapons, but he shits himself when there's a fight (Fight)
Today I came with the CLA combo
They all turn around when I walk into the club because it smells like
Carolina Herrera, Bad Boy
Cousin, I don't give it to just anyone (I give it to him)
Believe everything they tell you, because everything they tell you is who I am.
They greet me, but criticize me when I leave (Bah)
Smoking a Cohiba Espléndido
Those bastards think I'm a sellout
I don't think he's learned anything from all this. (What?)
For every verse, there appears an offended person
Only girls at the bowling alley, only girls in the DMs
I don't think you'll survive this narrative war
I'm with the ship practicing dodging maneuvers.
You can create a theme and you'll see me while you write it.
It's always different, it's not how you imagine it.
Like the voice of a soccer player
They don't know where I am, they can't imagine.
I could be in Valhalla or in the Chinese block
I play it for my colleague and he says: "Ha, tera"
They hear him at the university and say: "Excellent"
You should see how she plays the ball, she's a federated player.
You offer him a fortune for his mother and he'll sell her to you.
They're like dolphins that get high on balloons
The only thing that defines them is that they are infatuated with fools.
Those who are truly rich in clothing never wear logos
He's trying to pull the wool over my eyes by saying he was raised by wolves.
I grew up building cabins out of pallets
Now I have enough for a Rolex watch
I can barely lift anything on the damn bench press
But I have a bank account that's going to burst in half a month.
On the road, the mark of my skid
The mark of your skidding is on your underwear
We're not the same, my car smells like sex, yours smells like vape.
In love with my muse of the unveiling
In case you missed the little angel
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