Many criminals, everything is colluded
Sending the kilos to the United States
What I ask for always arrives on time
Many criminals, everything is colluded
Sending the kilos to the United States
In some way, what I ask for arrives
I always wear a ski-mask on my face
Because the bullets from the guns that they shoot are tough
And I always wear a Yankees cap
For being in the hood, well, you know, I'm not gullible
And the cake, ten slices a month
So they know once and for all, in the bag pastel pink
I'm slicing the cheese, well, in Culiacán you see me at one hundred
And to the smoke I go also, in private jets with fine Barbies
The 4-wheel trucks, the team worth a million
The crew always so Fendi with the girls so Dior
Some Sabritas for hunger and a toast for the hustle
It's the armor that beats, the double P in the tattoo
Cocaine to inhale, and a joint to relax
The police already knows it, I patrol in two or three cities
I report and there's no news
Many criminals, everything is colluded
Sending the kilos to the United States
What I ask for always arrives on time
Many criminals, everything is colluded
Sending the kilos to the United States
In some way, what I ask for arrives
No matter how much they want to stop this, it doesn't end
The product arrives and they drool
Pure original, the one that works
It's the one that the white boys like in America
Besides being proud, I'm bold
The shipments continue, more stacks keep coming
This merchandise is from another galaxy, Chewbacca
This guy doesn't back down from anyone, I swear he outshines you
And this business, if I don't do it, someone else will do it
And after that bastard, another and another and another and another
And we're outside of everything, we're badass
We're not the Church, but we have devotees
And it goes in ships, in planes or cars
And if I have to be the mule, I tie my balls
And if we succeed, then we celebrate it expensively
We flew twenty-five whores straight to Cabo
Many criminals, everything is colluded
Sending the kilos to the United States
I always get what I ask for on time
Many criminals, everything is colluded
Sending the kilos to the United States
Somehow what I ask for arrives
Uh-huh, where they see me
I'm the king, the passenger
Yes, in the Challenger, and then a fuckin' Charger
Packages coming from Culichi, unforgettable