Jewels and a gun stand out
I started there at the border, then I picked up speed
For each side Emiliano Zapata
I move in the fire and I still haven't burned myself
My face, few have seen it
Light up one of the green ones to destress
I clarify, we are men, not clowns
And that's how the double P sounds, compa Tito, Bye!, Compa, Parka
Now only fine clothes like a wealthy kid
In the Urus, I'm well stoned
The bags used to be twenty and now they're a hundred
As they arrive, I spend them
I wasn't good at school, but in devices
In that, yes, I even graduated
Light up another green one to destress
Because the MZ is still working