Today we go out, we spend it
And tomorrow nothing has happened
Honestly, we break wherever we go
And if they record us, we go viral

Many throw at me, but they never catch me
We're real, you're fake
You can't handle the shine, put on your glasses
There's no low here, we're on top

Many throw at me, but they never catch me
We're real, you're fake
You can't handle the shine, put on your glasses
Gucci, Louis Vuitton, we're on top

Mexican style, to show you how to mix
We bring a lot of flow, even if it doesn't seem like it
We go viral and blow your mind
They throw at me, they throw at me, but they never come close

Oh, how strange!
I pass by your side
With real fans
Yours are bought

Oh-oh, how strange!
I pass by your side
With real fans
Yours are bought

In case you didn't understand, you don't compete
The topic I release, you repeat
You stay in sadness, but it's not my fault
You want to be better (and you never will be)

Today we go out, we spend it
And tomorrow nothing has happened
Honestly, we break wherever we go
And if they record us, we go viral

Many throw at me, but they never catch me
We're real, you're fake
You can't handle the shine, put on your glasses
There's no low here, we're on top

Many throw at me, but they never catch me
We're real, you're fake
You can't handle the shine, put on your glasses
Gucci, Louis Vuitton, we're on top

Oh, how strange!
Oh-oh, how strange!
Oh, how strange!
We're on top

(I understand the frustration, but)
(It's not my fault to be better than you)

(La Mont, bitches)
Room 28
Tell me, Derry!
Tell me, Gaarn!
And the fucking R

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