[Intro: JOP]
Hahaha
Fuer-za Regida
[Verse 1: JOP & Jorsshh]
Cleaned-up girls, glass bottles
The cash arrives, I want to blow it all
I've got the best from all of Instagram
Nice body, that butt is natural
You want a guy with chocolates and flowers
But I'll give you, girl, even some bruises
But don't mention we lit up the blunts
Because your friends would be jealous
[Chorus: JOP & Jorsshh]
The girls, cleaned up
I love what fame does
I look like I'm from the underworld, I look flashy in Dolce & Gabbana
I've got good backup, and a ton of girls know my bed
But I'm not jealous, girl, don't worry, there's no problem hеre
[Interlude: Jorsshh & JOP]
Oh, man
Ooh!
There's no problеm here
Fuer-za Regida
Homie Jorsshh
[Verse 2: Jorsshh & JOP]
Private jet, flowers of weed
Come here, baby, come give me some moves
Stayed up all night, two wild nights already
It's not my fault if she gets going on her own
I step on the square bottle and some jugs
Drinking like crazy, corridos are playing loud
My fannypack is full of wads
I'm loaded for any party to go wild
[Chorus: Jorsshh & JOP]
The girls, cleaned up
I love what fame does
I look like I'm from the underworld, I look flashy in Dolce & Gabbana
I've got good backup, and a ton of girls know my bed
But I'm not jealous, girl, don't worry, there's no problem here
[Outro: JOP]
Hahaha
There's no problem here
Up the SM Company, old man