I see myself happy, but only in old photos
God hears me and says, "Wow, why is this guy complaining?"
So many achievements that sometimes aren't even celebrated
If I smoke, I become paranoid, my mind never clears, ha
My body is free, but my heart is behind bars
People see a goat, but I'm just another sheep
Just another sheep, hey

So don't bother me if I don't bother you
I don't answer calls or text messages
Fame, ha, I detest it
I swear, I didn't want this
So don't bother me if I don't bother you
I don't answer calls or text messages
Only to God when I go to bed
And He told me nobody is perfect, ha

But well, that's how it is
Bad Bunny is elsewhere, the guy left
I'm changing my number, we'll talk later-

The number you have dialed has been changed
What?
The new number
Tres Letra'
Hello
The new number
Hey, who's throwing shots at me? (Who is it?)
Go ahead, tell them to jot down my number there (write it down, write it down)
This, 787, without a care about whatever you have to say, man (haha)
I'm the toughest (What?)

Like Kobe in Madison Square Garden
I score 61, amen, may God protect you (amen)
They got mad, what happened? Now they burn?
I was going to sign for five, but they took too long (What?)
Now I want twenty, no, make it thirty (baby)
This seems like a dot, the sales never stop here (uh huh)
This style is worth a kilo of Fenta
If I pass by quickly and you're in the slow lane (prr!)
I come down with Custom, Benito with Patience
Don't test me, man, I have no patience (no)
Shooting you doesn't bother my conscience
The new one that's globally trending (What?)
El Conejo is Messi, I'm Mbappe
We crown, we're on the escape route
(Hey, L, what are we gonna do with all these bastards?)
Ha, Bad Bunny told me to kill them
And I gave them checkmate (What?)

Haha, these people can't handle this pressure
Let's get ready for the ladies
Say it like this, Tres Letra'

I spit in your mouth and pull your hair
I bury this thing and take you to heaven (tell me, baby)
She's magazine-worthy, has a model's demeanor (damn)
Put down the Moet, she doesn't drink Modelo
In the private jet, the Lord of the Skies'
Making it happen, shh, snow falls from the sky (Tres Letra')
I'm a badass, I'm not Paulo Coelho (no)
I always satisfy her, she's a bitch in heat (come on)
Bring your friends, we're the stormtroopers
Big booty, doesn't fit in the Mini Cooper (damn, damn), ha
You know my movie has no bloopers (no)
We chase away the cat, like we did to- (What?)
I dress like a badass, I'm an artist and stylist (How's that?)
To marry, I prefer a Riley
I like stars, the ones from Hollywood (ah-ah)
Me, Bad Bunny, give Kylie Cuba's new number, what?

How much do you want? I'll give it to you
I'll cover you, I have hundreds
Go ahead, use me, it's in your best interest
She fucks up after she comes
Sends videos when I'm not around
Playing with the toy, screaming for it to arrive
Go ahead, baby, I'll do whatever you command (hey, hey)
Let me know when you're looking for the kid (hey)

How much do you want? I'll give it to you
I'll cover you, I have hundreds (hundreds)
Go ahead, use me, it's in your best interest
She fucks up after she comes
Sends videos when I'm not around
Playing with the toy, screaming at me to get there
A devil, she wants me to burn
she wants me to impregnate her

Put the track back, back
From the beginning again
Go ahead, go ahead, go ahead
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, ha, yes (hey, hey, hey)
Yes (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
Hey, hey

They see me and walk backward, we planted the thriller like Michael Jackson
Man, I'm stuck, damn, ever since I dropped "Diles"
Manny Ramirez, I hit it out of the park and then catch them all in the fields
I put it in your cat's mouth, ha, to test out the fillers
If she gives me head good, I pay her bills
If she licks my ass, I take her to the dealer
Hey, I take her to the dealer
Baby, don't get attached, I'm not Jay Wheeler
I'll throw it in your face, concealer, ha
Then I'll change my number and you won't find me
Yes, I know, men are trash
In the whorehouse, go, Calle Balcarce
Every Friday is my birthday bash, ha
Girl, take your feet off the dash
I unzipped to show you Ash right here
I'll put it in right here in the Cash parking lot, ha, hey
Look at my feet, don't you have these?
Now I'm a model, the perfect look, hey
2024, who the hell wears Psycho Bunny?
This isn't The Simpsons, man, you're not Fat Tony, charro
You guys are puppets in quotation marks
You have yachts to party on the shore, ha
And I go to Tortola and the Antilles
Hey, the Bugatti has more flight hours than miles
Everyone knows it's me without reading the license plate
Fame is my wife, the street is my scream
Be careful, Ja Morant, don't mess up your knee, hey, ha
When I was little, Mom told me to leave the gangs
Forgive me, Mom, but I'm with Luar La L
And a couple of whores in hotels, throwing papers in the club, ha
Coke for those who sniff, sharp objects for those who sneak in, hey
Rub it, man, I know it hurts them
You can't make a hit even with Lele's notebook, no, hey
Hey, Father, you're screwed, buy some Pampers
Today I want a Taina ready for a gangster
Baby, shake that ass, hey, until I have a heart attack
And I'll pay for your nails, laser, and implants

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