The chain with the face of Jesus Christ takes care of me today when I go out, ey
When she kneels in front of me it seems like she's praying (amen)
And if they have four babies, I have six and never in law
The babies stick to me as if I were Drake
In quarantine we hit you with the spray
In P.R. they love me like Kobe in L.A.
And tell me something
If I die and maybe I don't save myself
But if they have four babies, I have six and never in law
The babies stick to me as if I were Drake
In quarantine we hit you with the spray
In P.R. they love me like Kobe in L.A.

Yes, like Kobe (eh)
That ass looks like it's Bori'
Easy money like Myke, easy money
I won't die without blowing up the Choli'
And dude, I don't pay attention
I have a thousand tattoos on my arms
I don't want a chorus, zero hugs
I pass by your envy for the bug
And a lot of original clothes, but you're fake
My flow is diabolical like the three six'
Dudes, with me you have to fuck
Without going to Cuba the Cubans, ask Fidel
I don't pay attention, I have a thousand tattoos on my arms
And I don't want a chorus, zero hugs
(I pass by your envy for the bug)

The chain with the face of Jesus Christ takes care of me today when I go out, ey
When she kneels in front of me it seems like she's praying (amen)
And if they have four babies, I have six and never in law
The babies stick to me as if I were Drake
In quarantine we hit you with the spray
In P.R. they love me like Kobe in L.A.
And tell me something
If I die and maybe I don't save myself
But if they have four babies, I have six and never in law
The babies stick to me as if I were Drake
In quarantine we hit you with the spray
In P.R. they love me like Kobe in L.A.

Curry in the Golden State
The Retro 12 when it came out in 96
They pause it, but the movie keeps playing
These dudes copied my flow
The diamonds below zero
The women move their ass as if it were a brothel
I'm the first of the new ones
That has been charting on the Billboard, dude, a whole year
Lil Pump, Gucci gang, Gucci gang
All the Millo Gang suck my dick
Here we crash you like I did with the Can-Am
I have a baby that makes more money than you on OnlyFans
And when I grab the comb I give it a slap
If your boyfriend doesn't lick your ass, let him fill your gas tank
Two watches on one arm
And I pass by your envy for the bug

The chain with the face of Jesus Christ takes care of me today when I go out, ey
When she kneels in front of me it seems like she's praying
And if they have four babies, I have six and never in law
The babies stick to me as if I were Drake
In quarantine we hit you with the spray
In P.R. they love me like Kobe in L.A.
And tell me something
If I die and maybe I don't save myself
But if they have four babies, I have six and never in law
The babies stick to me as if I were Drake
In quarantine we hit you with the spray
In P.R. they love me like Kobe in L.A.

In P.R. they love me like Kobe in L.A.
In P.R. they love me like Kobe in L.A.

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