Bitch called my phone she like blah, blah, blah, blah
But I'm on the road, I'm like nah, nah, nah, nah
She like why, why, why, why
I'm like yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I feel like Post Malone with Gra that ta ta ta
Rompiendo record gastando el dinero sin medida
Lo que no tengo es porque no lo quiero así es mi vida
Estoy volando y sin ser pasajero
Controlo el beat y al microphone le estoy prendiendo fuego
La calle es zona cuando avanzas
Tragan ruido
Por más que corren no me alcanzan
Están ardidos
Baby no pierdas la esperanza que algún día
Este contigo y te lo de hasta en la garganta
Que si en algo eh fallado blah, blah, blah, blah
Que si ahora visto caro blah, blah, blah, blah
Yo jamás eh cambiado no, no, no, no
Así llegué de abajo yeh, yeh, yeh, yeh
Bitch called my phone she like blah, blah, blah, blah
But I'm on the road, I'm like nah, nah, nah, nah
She like why, why, why, why
I'm like yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I feel like Post Malone with that Gra ta ta ta
They tryna take my throne
I'm like yeah, ha ha ha
I'm just in my zone
I feel like a rockstar
I been going hard and that shit is non stop
Woah, woah, woah
Yeah, we gassed up on the road and we ain't moving slow
Never slowing down, just speeding up
Going so fast
In a Jaguar, like it's Nascar
So we walk hard, we going crazy
Bad hoes all over me
Catch me on the TV like damn
Sitting back relaxing, i'm drinking man
All the fakes, they scheming
Talk now they tripping
But fuck life they living
Lil Xans at 18 you feening
Like these hoes you tweaking
Smoke weed till you sleeping
Bitch called my phone she like blah, blah, blah, blah
But I'm on the road, I'm like nah, nah, nah, nah
She like why, why, why, why
I'm like yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I feel like Post Malone with Gra that ta ta ta
They tryna take my throne
I'm like yeah, ha ha ha (hey)
I'm just in my zone (Hotspanish)
I feel like a rockstar
I been going hard (Supreme Patty) and that shit is non stop
Woah, woah, woah
Wuuh
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