XXXL - Oktoba

¿Tú quién ere'?, ¿cuánto vale lo que tiene'?

Criminale', lo llevo en el ADN

En el party, hago muñeco' de nieve

Dile, mami, a mí—, a mí na' me duele

Tengo bilis, tengo, tengo eme

¿Tú qué quiere'?, ¿tú qué—, tú qué—, tú qué quiere?

No hago hotele', ciento treinta y mil papele'

Ni lo piensa, solo mueve, solo mueve

Ponte bene, aquí—, aquí no se muere

¿A qué huele?, conmigo ninguno puede

Making chele', XXXL

Sigo, mira lo que trae el nene

¿Cómo huele?, huele-huele-huele-huele

No me espere', no quiero que me consuele

Tranquilito, pero no dísquele

Ahora solo está escondido pa' que no me entere

No me quiere, no me—, no me—, no me quiere

Me la suda, derrapando en el Mercede'

No he dormi’o, tengo líos, veintidó' y nueve

Todo e' mío, no me fío si era por lo' gene'

Que no frene, me dice que nunca frene

Voy en contra la' ratas y las puta' leye'

Fuck the party, como jode lo que luego viene

Están fallando lo' motore' con mi veintisiete

No hay pena,, porque no me queda

Trae buena, ali—, ali—, aligera

Big dealer, big polla, loca, ven, prueba

Who are you? How much is what you have worth?

Criminale', I carry it in my DNA

At the party, I make a snowman

Tell him, mommy, to me—, it doesn't hurt me

I have bile, I have, I have em

What do you want?, what do you—, what do you—, what do you want?

I do not do hotels, one hundred and thirty thousand papers

He doesn't even think about it, he just moves, he just moves

Ponte bene, here—, you don't die here

What does it smell like? No one can with me

Making chele', XXXL

I continue, look what the baby brings

How does it smell?, smell-smell-smell-smell

Don't wait for me, I don't want you to comfort me

Calm down, but don't tell him

Now he's just hiding so I don't find out

He don't love me, he don't-, he don't-, he don't love me

I sweat it, skidding in the Mercedes'

I haven't slept, I'm in trouble, twenty-two and nine

Everything is mine, I don't trust if it was because of the 'gene'

Don't stop, he tells me never stop

I go against the 'rats and the whore' read'

Fuck the party, how fuck what comes next

They are failing the 'motore' with my twenty-seven

There is no pity, because I do not have left

Bring good, ali—, ali—, lighten

Big dealer, big dick, crazy, come, try