En Alta English Translation Lyrics by J Balvin
We stepped out in black, and we’re ready
Omertà code, you know what I mean
So much smoke you can’t see a thing from here (Nothing here)
I’m touching the sky like an angel
So high up, the haters can’t be seen from here
I’ve got my girl close like a lighter and a joint (Wuh)
I roll my problems up in paper
Light it, I rise, we’ll talk later
We’re still up (Wuh!)
Surrounded, I don’t want fake people
We’re better than yesterday, thank God
Today there’s a party on the terrace (Wuh)
We’re chilling, plenty of ZaZa
We’re still up
Surrounded, I don’t want fake people
We’re better than yesterday, thank God
Today there’s a party on the terrace
We’re chilling, plenty of ZaZa (Ah-ah-ah)
(Money Wayy)
Brr, Money Wayy, Glizzy Gang (Ah-ah)
Sports car with suicide doors (Suicide; ah)
A threesome with two enemies
She’s a devil, classy with diva vibes (Gang)
Molly keeps her active (Brr)
High and armed, no one’s missing (Glizzy Gang, yeah)
Three hundred demons like Sparta (Aha)
All my shooters are all-stars (Yeah, motherf*cker)
All the girls are gangsta (What’s up?)
They want a thug who pleases them (Ha)
I live my life like a trapstar (Trapstar)
Chain on my neck, it’s Alaska (Glizzy, Glizzy)
Gang, my demons make it happen (They make it happen)
On Perc, plotting, codeine, they misbehave (Glizzy Gang; ah-ah)
The parties cost a hundred mil, including the shorties (The shorties; ah, ah)
The boats full of kilos, arriving at the coast (Gang)
In the Hellcat, this ain’t a Monstar (Hellcat)
The demons with J Balvin (Balvin)
Givenchy, the masks are Marni
In PR, we’ve got an army (Brr)
The rifles and the girls, Barbie
Wherever we go, we’re in control, we’ve got guns, the rifles, and butts like Cardi (Yeah, bro)
They want a private party, the devils arrived at the penthouse without panties (Ah-ah)
This is PR, Canary Islands, Colombia, my king, God guides us in His plan
I’m walking the island in Lacoste, croc style
While smoking gelato inside the Can-Am
Neck cold like an Eskimo
Account full of zeros, brother, not a single decimal
I buy her Fendi, man, you buy her Desigual
If you mess with me, you end up terminal
And I know they’d like to see us fail
But I had faith and just focused on cashing in
Your girl’s on my IG begging, asking for another night like Don Omar
These deliveries just come to me, man, I can’t control it, yeah
We’re still up
Surrounded, I don’t want fake people
We’re better than yesterday, thank God
Today there’s a party on the terrace
We’re chilling, plenty of ZaZa (ZaZa)
Shout out from above (Eh; wuh), I’m cold up here alone (Yeah)
Always on top, I’m so high I’ve got a different climate
220 volts, making them twerk like dancers (220)
You wake up thinking of me, it seems I’m your caffeine
Wherever I go, the crew goes too (On top)
Flying with God across the world, rocking the stage (Stage, stage)
Today we’re in Vienna, tomorrow in Argentina (Hey, dude)
Time traveling, floating in the air, also walking (Hey)
And I’m floating in the clouds
The high never drops, it always rises (Always rises)
They throw stones at the moon
With what I already had, with what I already had
On earth with demons, but I float like an angel, bro
Smoking at the awards, I’m JAY-Z in a blazer, bro
The girls in love, I was in Europe smoking with Balvin
Sent to buy more Glocks, with the pressure I’ve got an army
Come on, jump, girl, that’s what gives you power
Burning flowers, the bag is a garden, woh-oh-oh-oh
We gained more respect and more power
The checks bigger, the parties louder, woh-oh-oh-oh
We gained more respect and more power (Woh)
The girls want baby showers, may God protect us
We’re still up (Wuh!)
Surrounded, I don’t want fake people (Eh, let’s go)
We’re better than yesterday, thank God (Wuh, amen)
Today there’s a party on the terrace (Wuh)
We’re chilling, plenty of ZaZa
Hear This
Tell me, Mambo
Jowny
DJ Luian
Hear This Music
This is Money Wayy
Glizzy Gang