[Intro: Peso Pluma]
Bye!
[Instrumentally Bridge]
[Verse 1: Peso Pluma & Luis R Conriquez]
My holy death protects me
And here I'm a thousand, always forging with my people
A rooster of poison to turn me on here
To throw smoke to clear my mind
I'm playing with my friends
I put on a blunt and then I hit a bongazo
The compas arrive with a Swisher in their hand
From Bubba they look at each other that they come well loaded
[Chorus: Peso Pluma & Luis R Conriquez]
Sometimes black, also pixelated
And I'm always guachando
And sometimes armed and well-equipped
The cuts and radio at hand
Well warlike they always look at each othеr with the riflones, the shorts and thе long ones
And they always carry it with grenade launchers and tostonazo
I like jewelry that weighs from a kilo
With diamonds and ground gold
And if they see me patrolling in the checkpoint
Well, changed, I always walk
With red sole, firm step, forward
A Rolex always shines here in my hand
Business I will always walk around closing
[Interlude: Luis R Conriquez]
And pure war corridos, old man
Tracas!
[Verse 2: Peso Pluma]
The whole team is always in charge
With knee pads and elbow pads on the arms
With Timberland and Under Armor tactical boots
Favorite toys are the M4
[Chorus: Luis R Conriquez & Peso Pluma]
And sometimes with a cap and sometimes with a helmet
And other times well hooded
The golden sight for the target shot
In embarrassed by breach and ravine
Going down the hills you look pure truck, they are 4x4
And they always carry it with large lance and tostonazos
I'm still working from the ranch
My children are what has me moving forward here
And if there is danger, I'll jump to the front
And I jumped to the chest to throw the dicks
[Outro Instrumental]