JOVEN OG (part. Clarent y Miky Woodz)
Grra-grra, boom-boom-boom, boom-boom
Yeah, yeah
Grra-grra, boom-boom-boom-boom
Bajo 'el agua yo sé nadar, como Rafael
Y si a mí me preguntan, yo no tengo na' que ver (Los Baller de la City, yeah, yeah)
Ando en el carro loco, y lo pillo, se va a caer
Me enteré que es una diabla y que me quiere poseer
Yo sé que tú sabes mucho, yo nunca fallo un show
El Baller de la City te cumple los capricho'
Que yo era rompe-dor desde ante' lo sospechó
Modo efímero, tú no me puede' dar screenshot
Más dinero, menos pana', y a Dominicana
Mi vida de rockstar, hago lo que me dé la gana
Garfield de las rede', tú no vive' lo que canta'
Tú nunca has sabido a los que rompen la ventana
Yo no creo en la paz, yo sí los vigilo
No jodo con banco, lo mío es romper kilo'
Mi camisa Lanvin, esto no es baby, miro, yeah
Siempre ando con Paquita la del Barrio
Si compran los cojone', no regalo cone'
Con ellos Lamborghini, no estos lambone', yeah
Yo soy joven, pero me tratan como OG
Gasté 15 pa' no repetir la combi
Yo represento a los bandido' que me oyen
Ya no me tapo la cara con emojis
Siempre escucho los consejo' de los OG, así que tranquilo, Bobby
Prueban y se van OD
Ella' me bellaquean a la que el Netflix hace loading
Sabe que si ando lonely el palo y la corta vienen obli
Quiere saber lo que es andar con un baller, ya ni pregunto cuándo vale
Yo los mato a distancia como lo hacía Ray Allen
Los francotiradores se apuntan solo pa' que jalen
El lío es que no hablen a la que los feo' allanen
Voy de Caimito a Caparra con estuche' de guitarra
Cuando me voy de farra el VIP parece una barra
Ella fuego no amarra y a dos mano' me lo agarra
Se pone Jordan Retro, hace el fly y se espatarra
La envidia mata, ellos que mueran poco a poco
Si a ti sin cojone' te tiene, a mí tampoco
Me siento Mida', convierto en oro lo que toco
La TRX parece una tumbacoco'
Yo soy joven, pero me tratan como un OG (Young Kingz, baby)
Gasté 15 pa' no repetir la combi (big deal)
Yo represento a los bandido' que me oyen
Ya no me tapo la cara con emojis, jaja
Ey, jaja
Cuando se habla de código' OG
No te voy a mentir, cabrón
¡No capeamo' feka!
Yeah-yeah
Siempre que salgo, la aplico, y les mando corriente como los perito'
No es un mito que nado con más herramienta' que el Home Depot
Por la Campo Rico buscando bajarle el fronte a Fito (no, goddamn)
Con los pipi y toa' las paca' como los cachete' de Quico (ah, jaja, you know it)
Nunca hice esto por la fama, lo hice pa' salir del lodo
No hay modo, es que estoy bendecío', Dios me lo ha dado todo
No me olvido el que me dio la mano ni el que me dio de codo'
Cabrone', 'tán todo' pelao' y pa' los bolsillo' no hay yodo
Nigga, I'm ballin como CP3 (ballin'), she wanna fuck con El OG ('tamo on fleek)
Trajo una' amiga', de dúo, pues las do' van pa'l split (you know it)
Si los pillo en la corrida, voy a volcarte el ATV
Yo ando con bandidos serio', tú anda' con los huelebi, yeah
No soy valet, pero a tu baby voy a parkear (no, voy a parkear)
La pusimo' a cabecear, pero na' má' fue por kikear (ey, kikear)
Hay much money, por eso es que fui y me compré un Audemars
Cabrón, yo compro tu vida con lo que hay en la black card (yeah, uh)
Si hablan de piquete, tengo to' los cheat code
Cuadrando un negocio y tu baby dándome un deepthroat (let's get it)
Bichote' legale', millone' vendiendo disco' (baby)
Lambebicho, yo soy Barry Bonds en San Francisco
Jaja, yo soy joven, pero me tratan como un OG
Gasté 15, cabrón, yo no repito combi
Yo le canto a los bandido' que me oyen
Tú sabe' los código', es everything OG
Forever OG, all my niggas OG
Grra-grra, boom-boom-boom-boom
LYKE MIIKE, like ballin', yeah
YOUNG OG (feat. Clarent and Miky Woodz)
Grra-grra, boom-boom-boom, boom-boom
Yeah, yeah
Grra-grra, boom-boom-boom-boom
Underwater I know how to swim, like Rafael
And if you ask me, I have nothing to do with it (The Baller of the City, yeah, yeah)
I'm in the crazy car, and I catch it, it's going to fall
I found out that she is a devil and that she wants to possess me
I know you know a lot, I never miss a show
The City Baller fulfills your whims'
That I was a breaker from before' he suspected it
Ephemeral mode, you can't give me a screenshot
More money, less pana', now Dominican
My rockstar life, I do whatever I want
Garfield from the networks, you don't live what you sing
You have never known those who break the window
I don't believe in peace, but I do watch them
I don't fuck with the bench, my thing is breaking kilos'
My Lanvin shirt, this is not baby, look, yeah
I always hang out with Paquita from the neighborhood
If you buy the balls, I won't give them away
With them Lamborghinis, not these lambone', yeah
I'm young, but they treat me like OG
I spent 15 so I wouldn't have to repeat the combi
I represent the bandits who listen to me
I no longer cover my face with emojis
I always listen to the advice of the OGs, so relax, Bobby
They try and leave OD
She's beating me up when Netflix loads
You know that if I walk alone the stick and the cut come oblivious
Want to know what it's like to walk with a baller, I don't even ask when it's worth it
I kill them from a distance like Ray Allen did
Snipers aim just to shoot
The problem is that they don't talk to the ugly ones
I'm going from Caimito to Caparra with a guitar case
When I go out partying the VIP looks like a bar
She doesn't tie fire anymore and grabs it from me with two hands
He puts on Jordan Retro, does the fly and spreads out
Envy kills, let them die little by little
If he doesn't have balls for you, he doesn't have balls for me either
I feel like Mida, I turn everything I touch into gold
The TRX looks like a coconut tree
I'm young, but they treat me like an OG (Young Kingz, baby)
I spent 15 so I wouldn't have to repeat the combo (big deal)
I represent the bandits who listen to me
I don't cover my face with emojis anymore, haha
Hey, haha
When talking about 'OG' code
I'm not gonna lie to you, asshole
We're not going to hide, girl!
Yeah-yeah
Whenever I go out, I apply it, and I send them current like the experts
It's not a myth that I swim with more tools than the Home Depot
Through Campo Rico looking to lower Fito's front (no, goddamn)
With the pipi and all the packs like Quico's cheeks (ah, haha, you know it)
I never did this for fame, I did it to get out of the mud
There is no way, it's just that I'm blessed, God has given me everything
I will never forget the one who shook my hand or the one who gave me his elbow
Bastards, they're all broke and there's no iodine for their pockets
Nigga, I'm ballin like CP3 (ballin'), she wanna fuck with The OG ('tamo on fleek)
She brought a friend, as a duo, because they both go for the split (you know it)
If I catch them on the run, I'm going to flip your ATV over
I hang out with serious bandits, you hang out with the scumbags, yeah
I'm not a valet, but I'm going to park your baby (no, I'm going to park)
We made her head but it was just for kicking (hey, kicking)
There is a lot of money, that's why I went and bought myself an Audemars
Bastard, I'll buy your life with what's on the black card (yeah, uh)
If you talk about picket, I have all the cheat codes
Squaring a deal and your baby giving me a deepthroat (let's get it)
Legal bugs, millions selling records (baby)
Lambebicho, I am Barry Bonds in San Francisco
Haha, I'm young, but they treat me like an OG
I spent 15, man, I'm not repeating the combi
I sing to the bandits who hear me
You know the codes, it's all OG
Forever OG, all my niggas OG
Grra-grra, boom-boom-boom-boom
LYKE MIIKE, like ballin', yeah
Composição: Myke Towers, Miky Woodz, Jonniel, J Batyxta, Orlando Jovani Cepeda Matos, Clarent, Turbo G