1 Million - Neutro Shorty

Yeah, yeah

Trap Money uh

Yeah Shorty

Rick Billy

Bitch

We are waiting for the million, mientras tanto somos simios

Encerrados en un mundo donde no se sabe quién tiene el dominio

Eso pienso desde niño y hoy por hoy siento un alivio

Al saber que el dinero te da el poder para empezar el exterminio (Hey)

Soy diamante y tú aluminio, yeah, el amante a domicilio

De tu esposa que cuando yo estoy presente manda tu amor al exilio, sí

Ya ni que pidas auxilio igualas al level de este genius

Ojos rojos, yo no uso colirio, estoy elevado como un medium

Kamikaze como un terro sirio, hey, dolares en mi bolsillo

Si mi música fuera una droga hasta el tipo más sano comprara pitillo

Lo difícil se me hace sencillo, ya ni siquiera halo gatillo

Viajo por el mundo hacia otros continentes, voy tranquilamente, a nadie envidio

(Trap Money)

Me vuelvo millio, me vuelvo millio y a los bocones le paso el rastrillo

Al carajo, tu flow de papelillo, te falta una falda y ponerte un cintillo

Cuando me ven se ponen amarillo, tanto así que pienso que son unos minions

Literal, porque vienen en banda y sin bang bang, ni arma, solo los humillo

Lo mío es crippy y un cigarrillo, niñas culonas portando un hilillo

Mis dos cojones son mi corillo, cuento con ellos, me lo enseñó Olivio

Si tienes fama y te llega el brillo tendrás problemas y tristes delirios

Si el beat es el mar yo soy un anfibio, yo huelo a 212 y tú como a zorrillo

Solamente a dios yo me le arrodillo, oro en mi cadena de oro y en mis anillos

Para nada porque el día en que me muera pa' las lombices sería un platillo

Puedo secuestrarte y luego torturarte hasta la muerte con un cuchillo

Pero soy un caballero, por eso te espero pa' usar mis nudillos

Y partirte los dientes hasta el punto tal que no servirán los frenillos

Conseguirán tu cuerpo en modo vegetal;

inmóvil, tirado en el pasillo

Si me das un beat lo siquitrillo y si es una pussy lo acribillo

No le ofrezco yate, ni castillo, yo no le regalo flores, ni zarcillos

Les hablo claro y dicen que soy un pillo, que estoy demente y me falta un

tornillo

Llama al dealer, que me traiga otro ladrillo que estoy como Westbrook en el

tabloncillo

Atropeyándolo, clavándosela en la cara y quebrándole los tobillos

Los vatos locos forjando suicidio, soy el jefe, llámame Amado Carrillo

Bitch, bitch, hey, mojito con pepinillo, yeah

Camarones, halajillos, caviar, langostino y de postre un quesillo

Hey, hey, million and million and million

Todos queremos one million, yo quiero más de one million

Bitch, bitch, hey, me hace el amor sin cariño

Mi baby es una latina caliente, a la tuya le falta el aliño

Hey, hey, million and million and million

Tu company quiere one million, hey, yo quiero más de one million

yeah yeah

trap money uh

yeah shorty

rick billy

bitch

We are waiting for the million, meanwhile we are apes

Locked in a world where you don't know who has the domain

That's what I've thought since I was a child and today I feel relieved

Knowing that money gives you the power to start the extermination (Hey)

I am diamond and you aluminum, yeah, the lover at home

From your wife who when I'm present sends your love into exile, yes

You don't even ask for help, you equal the level of this genius

Red eyes, I don't use eye drops, I'm high like a medium

Kamikaze like a Syrian terrorist, hey, dollars in my pocket

If my music were a drug even the healthiest guy would buy a cigarette

The difficult is easy for me, I don't even pull the trigger anymore

I travel the world to other continents, I go quietly, I envy no one

(TrapMoney)

I become a millio, I become a millio and I pass the rake to the loudmouths

To hell, your flow of paper, you need a skirt and put on a headband

When they see me they turn yellow, so much so that I think they are minions

Literally, because they come in a gang and without a bang bang, or a weapon, I just humiliate them

Mine is crippy and a cigarette, big ass girls carrying a string

My two balls are my corillo, I count on them, Olivio taught me

If you have fame and shine comes to you, you will have problems and sad delusions

If the beat is the sea I am an amphibian, I smell like 212 and you like a skunk

Only to God I kneel, gold in my gold chain and in my rings

Not at all because the day I die for the worms it would be a dish

I can kidnap you then torture you to death with a knife

But I'm a gentleman, that's why I'm waiting for you to use my knuckles

And break your teeth to the point where braces won't work

They will get your body in vegetable mode;

motionless, lying in the hallway

If you give me a beat I'll kill it and if it's a pussy I'll riddle it

I do not offer you a yacht, nor a castle, I do not give you flowers, nor tendrils

I speak clearly to them and they say that I am a rogue, that I am insane and I need a

screw

Call the dealer, bring me another brick, I'm like Westbrook in the

plank

Running him over, stabbing him in the face and breaking his ankles

Vatos locos forging suicide, I'm the boss, call me Amado Carrillo

Bitch, bitch, hey, pickle mojito, yeah

Shrimp, halajillos, caviar, prawn and a quesillo for dessert

Hey, hey, million and million and million

We all want one million, I want more than one million

Bitch, bitch, hey, he makes love to me without affection

My baby is a hot Latina, yours lacks the seasoning

Hey, hey, million and million and million

Your company wants one million, hey, I want more than one million