[Verse 1: Rauw Alejandro]
This is your alarm, wake up
To the cocksucker, Jhayco (Ayy)
You're disgusting even with makeup on (Oh)
You were in a boy band, K-Pop flow (Haha)
You always wanted to be Rauw
Your videos dancing are all over the place (Oh)
You say they write for me, but they ghostwrite for you
Damn, you've confessed to that (Ya!)
Don't say you were on pills
Or that you were doing cocaine again (Haha)
Fucking drug addict, leave the oxycontin, it's got you addicted (Ah)
Go think about your next featuring, 'cause you fell off (Way)
Even if you paid for the party, you haven't gained respect in your hood (Fake)
[Verse 2: Rauw Alejandro]
Asshole, I've always been here (Ooh)
And I've never seen you (Yee-eeh)
Like Wisin, I run the streets and I control the G strings (Aha)
While you imitated Bieber, I was hiding out in the club (Ayy)
Jhayco asking for forgiveness will be the new challenge on TikTok
All of my shows are at three hundred with a jet (Woof)
They're pissed, I know
All of your friends have lost faith in you (Ah)
They even took you out of stereo, I don't know what (Harry Styles)
[Verse 3: Rauw Alejandro]
Asshole, you don't do it like I do, one's born with this shit (Amen)
I heard you'd give it to your baby mama and that wasn't enough (True)
Karma will get to you, don't call me to make up (Tu-tu-tu-tu-tu-tu!)
You say I'm hiding, but all of PR saw me grinding with my baby in the hood (Ah)
I'm ready, no matter what happens from Monday to Sunday (Bitchass)
Even my grandmother playing bingo would make more money than you (Ka-ching)
Ayy, the boy starts to cry if you mention Mandingo (Haha)
Talk to me from afar, your mouth stinks of gringo's milk (Oh, oh)
I have a matte black Glocky, it combines with the Ducati
Riding with my MotoMami, we celebrate all of the GRAMMYS, ayy (Ya!)
Your group is filled with snitches, that's why all your stuff leaks (Snitches)
You never said where you were at, should I upload the screenshot? (Asshole)
What I spend is what you save (Ayy)
I've been a star ever since I was a puppy (Mami)
Drinks I only have a ton (Ooh-ooh)
Dickhead, I don't delete my stories
You smoke the Z and think of El Zorro (Haha)
You were the one who got the streets involved, asking for help (Bitchass) and with me is Trujillo, Carola, even El Morro (Ah)
Ayy
[Bridge: Zion]
Nobody's gonna throw hands, all they do is talk
You don't want anything to do with me, they're fakes
Nobody's gonna throw hands, all they do is talk
You don't want anything to do with me, they're fakes
[Verse 4: Rauw Alejandro & Zion]
The people that know you since you were young know you're stupid (They're fakes)
You get high and give it to the bitches, you're such a disgust (They're fakes)
You're boasting about three billion, they're not yours, they're Bunny's (They're fakes)
You always were your classroom's easiest target, I get why you have a complex (Oh-oh-oh; caco)
First day of school, pay attention
Duars sends the invoice for the promotion (Work)
And now the kid wants to be bad all the way ([?])
You don't have the heart to pull the trigger (Smoke)
Four days for you to release that shell? (Hahaha)
COVID suits you, put a mask on
I sell more tickets and at a higher price (Yeah)
Who would've thought the one who dances would crush you? (Ya!; ayy)
Now he has his best sex (Zorro)
It's a shame that she can't say that about you
Alone or in company, I always make anthems (Ayy)
I don't need no algorithm, ha
[Outro]
Hahahaha
Look, okay, okay, okay, okay
I lowered the weight 'cause you can't get on mine
The most versatile artist of the genre is telling you, ayy
Trap Cake in January, ayy
Look, let's do something, let's do something
So we can finish it here, to finish it here
I bet you won't dare get with me inside an octagon
We know you're fake, fake
Fake, fake (Hahaha)
Hey, the streets know who you are
They have their eye on you, boti
You just go there, breaking promises, right? Okay
We're not messing around here, ayy, ayy, ayy
You are a joke, ayy, ayy, ayy
Wait, brother, if this fight happens
I know I'll make a few pesos, you see? Because I am always on top of the business
But what I make from this fight will be donated to an institution of women abused by assholes like you (Pig)
The pop star made this in a day and the one who writes the most made it in four, haha
Jhay Corn Flake, ayy
Jhay Corn Flake, ayy
Hahaha
Brother, and you are the fakest in the genre, just so you know, asshole
Ah, and you can't solve problems on your own, you had to get the streets on it too
Well so, let's go, let's give it everything
Jhay Corn Flake, ayy
Jhay Corn Flake, ayy
Look, the truth is, I feel pity 'cause even your woman texted me, you feel me? Saying she's sorry on your behalf
What a shame
You are shameless
What an embarrassment you are, you are an embarrassment
You're a bitchass, Ra-Rauw tells you
Jhay Corn Flake, ayy
Jhay Corn Flake, ayy