[Intro]
(Ayy, Molores, turn me up)
[Chorus]
At two hundred per hour like Formula 1
I turn on the car stereo while I do my vroom
Puma on my shoes, this has become common
I went to listen to your song, I didn't find any sense
At two hundred per hour like Formula 1
I turn on the car stereo while I do my vroom
Puma on my shoes, this has become common
I went to listen to your song, I didn't find any sense
[Verse]
She doesn't even know me, but she doesn't get tired of calling
She saw that I have swag, I bought evеrything in BH
Maybe I'll take a flight and go to Bogota
You called mе to the event, of course I'll be there
An order arrived, it was a shirt with an emblem
You say you're dope, but you don't even look like it
Cuban chain, track of my crew
They don't even reach me, I want to see who handles it
[Chorus]
At two hundred per hour like Formula 1
I turn on the car stereo while I do my vroom
Puma on my shoes, this has become common
I went to listen to your song, I didn't find any sense
At two hundred per hour like Formula 1
I turn on the car stereo while I do my vroom
Puma on my shoes, this has become common
I went to listen to your song, I didn't find any sense