Today I woke up and took the panthers for a walk
Then over to Chanel, the girls want more bags
When you hear my stuff, I know it gets you worked up
You know who I am, I can’t just be with anyone
I’ve got a few volleyball players on my list
I arrive in Puerto Rico, and straight to the scene
If I link up with Fly, Fara, or Batyxta
They give me a beat, and I do the exorcist on it
I’m connected, man, tell me what you need
When I get with the Spanish girls, they always flip out
If I hit Mexico, I meet up with the clique
I used to be hungry, always hearing my stomach growl
Now when my name comes up, it makes others feel sick
I used to go to school in Thom McAn shoes
Then later, I got into Clarks
I leveled up, the level is so high I can’t even see it
If I fly private, I always want to light up
That style is outdated, I don’t mean to offend
Yesterday, when I saw the stashes, I swear I was amazed
I move around like I don’t have a penny
Everyone’s saying this year they’re coming strong
I couldn’t care less, if I drop something, it’s going to hit
Man, and when they jump the wall, I’ll be there waiting
Each time tougher than the last, and shout out to anyone denying it
Driving around in the Maserati, and flexing on social media
And I’m eager to hit it in four walls
Gangsta, gangsta, she likes the gangstas
The kind who spend money without fear at the club or the mall
She takes off her panties, gives them away or auctions them
I don’t learn from others’ mistakes, I’m self-taught
If I light up, without thinking, she takes it in her throat
She thinks she can handle it, but she always chokes
Shout out to my girls from the letters and the map
Who are always ready in case someone acts tough
If we turn this into a movie, we’ll shut yours down
They want to be on top, but fear the heights
I hit the island, and you can feel the heat
Even the women are strapped, with guns at their waist
Dude, you’re heating up the spot, move along
To the ones who never believed, I couldn’t care less if they rot
Got a few girls to cover me in case of anything
She puts on the toy, and I’m the one who controls it
Hey, she puts on the butt plug
While reading a book, and I’m taking a few puffs
After I’m done, I don’t even recognize them
Sometimes I write romantic, in an Antonio Orozco style
They’re always reading the horoscope
If there’s a ghosting situation, man, I pull out and boom
Every time I drop an album like this, I break everything
Here’s The Black Panther for anyone who summoned her
You guys just follow my trail
All the girls know that I’m really theirs
I hit Puerto Banús when I’m in Marbella
With two twins, Sujeto and Las Mella style
I’m like Licey in Quisqueya Stadium
The guys at the club are popping bottles
I want a MILF like Hony Estrella
If she gives it up right, no games, I’ll commit
If we turn this into a movie, we’ll shut yours down
They want to be on top, but fear the heights
I hit the island, and you can feel the heat
Even the women are strapped, with guns at their waist
Dude, you’re heating up the spot, move along
To the ones who never believed, I couldn’t care less if they rot
Got a few girls to cover me in case of anything
She puts on the toy, and I’m the one who controls it