Tell me, tell me
Is this what you wanted?
I'm fine, this is gallery trap
You're a charro, Rocky "The Kid", a wasteman
I'm a champion, Rocky Marciano, Rocky Balboa, Rocky Maivia
I got the route, I got the way, yes, I got the way
I spend them at night, I invoice all day
So much money that, that I like that
They court me, that's why I get into all these harpies
You don't know what it's like to be at sea with two hundred girls
To have the flight attendant drain your balls in the sky
What's it like to throw five hundred thousand at the brothel
That's why your opinion matters zero to me
That's why you're 101 in the top 100 and I'm on first
They're no longer rappers, now they're podcasters
My barber is making more than you (ay)
Fucking and traveling the whole world (ay, ay, ay), ay

Drinking lots of champagne, we're never dry
First came Verstappen, then came Checo
If Pablo saw me, he'd say I'm a fiend
You're talking shit and me and mine are in Monaco
Drinking lots of champagne, we're never dry
They're talking alone, they're talking to the echo
The money sign, that's my new zodiac
Light a cigar, the family is in Monaco

It was only yesterday, I was still twenty years old
I would caress the hours and play with life
Like some play with love, and I only lived at night
Never counting on my days that flew by in fleeting time

Trust me
F1 cars are faster in person
Sofia Vergara is pretty, but she's prettier in person
What you do, doesn't impress me
It's like scoring a goal after Messi and Maradona
You're not even known in your hood
Yesterday I was with LeBron, also with Di Caprio
They asked me how I did in the stadiums
We talked about family and millionaire topics
I mean, multimillionaire
I mean, heh, billionaire
It's been a while since I give a fuck about the radio
It's been a while since I quit trap, I left it for Eladio
Oh, heh, dear diary
Today they deposited, got nominated to the GRAMMYs
Again they criticized me and none of them mattered to me
I'm still calm, doing my thing
Don Vito, Don Beno, from the Beatles, John Lennon
When I die I'll leave a hundred plots of land to my grandchildren
To all my ladies their ass and tits
And to my haters an F40 without brakes

What for? So they crash, heh
So they kill themselves
Red or white, matte black, which one do you want?
What for? So they crash
So they kill themselves (so they kill themselves)
Rest in peace, I'm still on the yacht, ay

Drinking lots of champagne, we're never dry (no)
First came Verstappen, then came Checo
If Pablo saw me, he'd say I'm a fiend
You're talking shit and me and mine are in Monaco
Drinking lots of champagne, we're never dry
They're talking alone, they're talking to the echo
The money sign, that's my new zodiac
Light a cigar, the family is in Monaco

It was only yesterday, I was still twenty years old
I would caress the hours and play with life
Like some play with love, and I only lived at night
Never counting on my days that flew by in fleeting time

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