Fucking Abu Dhabi flow You may think that your swagger surprises me You may swag what you want, I got that swagger in my pocket Got an outfit from the head, it's been in the closet for years Haven't worn that shit yet, don't even know if it fits me Fuck your props man, I don't need no cheddar, just like soufflé Niggas saw me sweat, you were the only one who stayed true Guys are like Bruce Jenner, call those niggas two-faced I'm a split-bullet, let it run like a shoe-stain I wake up in the hole, that you see weird things I'm gonna control what you smoke, there are nails in your beat This is H-W-P-O, fuck East, stay low Plan, good hit, and she's baking like J-Bo Running through the city, but in the neighborhood you shouldn't act weird Change your stylist, because they can do something about it I'm in a winning team, we can't lose I see it as a bye-bye, can't lie, beat the bank Now I'm writing love songs, is your bitch in love with me? I'm a young entrepreneur, you don't even come on time She wants a little of my time, but I'm married to the mic I don't even look at your bitch, but she plays it for me This is not even a coincidence, it was rap or football I flex, I'm calm, you're stressed, get tired of you Listen, when I arrive, it's marinated Lots of flows, that means I'm varying When we release Clips, you're gonna download Yes man, I'm from Rotterdam This is H-W-P-O, look at me, because a nigga talks to you Verses get a lot, so I give them what they want Just like the apple juice figure, this is made in a minute I get tired of those people who say I'm not like I used to be You didn't know me in the past, but now you know me from the past All my niggas wear work, in my neighborhood there's fashion When the bell rings, I pick up and ask the little one what's the code If I'm gone, then my bitch is my store, so it stays open I'm on the fast lane myself, a little understated You know what we're smoking I only get quality, lately niggas on my dick And I'm often picked Heelgoon still on adrenaline for a million We don't stack out of Aga, but those letters are yellow Look at me, bitch, I'm in my Rover Without a driving license, I still drive this Yes, I wear Stone Island, that's pain or shit, do you understand this? She tells me she's pregnant, she's lying, so now I avoid this Because I don't have time for this I don't even want to talk about the records on my wall And my hostel is too small, they can't even get to my wall And I'm stacking for a villa in the nature And all those niggas are drivers, what I wear is expensive Ey, ey, ey, your bitch asks for attention I thought I said it was over Drugs on my mind, Molly spoils my black power Everyone knows we're blocking your bitch Molly gets stuck in my socks and shit Why do I only do stupid shit? Why do you only do dusty shit? Lay on the floor, laminate, still stamina, no platinum Hard work, bass off, I swear there will be a platinum Just think that I'm here like a papi But I come when things go wrong, call me Tapias Look, F-words, pirates on Schiphol Those are F-words, pirates, developed The last times are still there, because I always count them And you're a witness, head tea, because you throw sugar ems Press bands, social heritage, share, clap out Pulling stacks around my clan, something in the staircase Purple and yellow, no cake to distribute Like a horse on my clothes, no mercy sprayed The source, the middleman, RM, the connection It goes on until I'm gone, no chill, I'm gone For the forum, a little spitting, I'm a manager, I say I storm in the winter until my brothers are exposed, bang I am Pablo Emino Escobar Gaviria One day I will be President of the Republic of Colombia And well, I live my life doing business So, well, cool, calm You can accept my business Or accept the consequences Plata o plomo