Bitch I'm a boss (I'm a boss) Bitch, I'm a boss (I'm a boss) I plan the shots (ugh) I call the calls (ugh) We in this bitch It's goin' down Yeah I'm the king Now where my mu'fuckin' crown? I plan the shots, I call the calls Look I be riding through my

Gyal you a party animal Wine up pon me body gyal Wine like its a carnival Gyal me love the way that you wine for me Dale baila ahora sin parar Que llegamos al carnaval Mueve todo eso que tienes ahí Gyal you active no you no lazy Look how you wine you

'Cause I believe I believe to my soul Oh yes, I believe One of these days and it won't be long You're gonna search for me and down the road I'm gone You're tryin' to mess around with me babe You keep complainin, my progression is slow You shouldn't

The thing about you is you make me smile You build me up when I go down You give me strength, you give me power May no one come between this thing of ours Yeah, I want you baby, I'm glad you here I'ma take good care of you, I'm gonna put you right there

Yeah, we all fall down The higher we fly the harder it feels when we hit the ground What makes a man work until it's kids too old to kiss and hug He won't climb another imaginary mountain when he is in love enough What makes a man build a kingdom all

Mira, mira, mira, mira, mira My body goes in a fever I don't know when I'm next gon' see ya But I know I like it when I see ya You call me on FaceTime, no filter Mmm, I'ma keep you thirsty for longer Don't snap no pussy for the long term If it don't

They say we're crazy. Doesn't matter if we've gone too far. Doesn't matter if it's all okay. Doesn't matter if it's not our day. It's who we are. What we are, Don't look clear, It's all uphill from here.

Yeah, we all fall down The higher we fly the harder it feels when we hit the ground What makes a man work until it's kids too old to kiss and hug He won't climb another imaginary mountain when he is in love enough What makes a man build a kingdom all

Oh mi corazón se vuelve delator Hay algo oculto en cada sensación Ella parece sospechar Un suave látigo Una premonición Evocan llagas en las manos Un dulce palpito La clave intima

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Had to pray to almighty God they let my dog out the kennel When you get it straight up out the mud, you can't imagine this shit I been pullin' up in the drop tops with the baddest bitches Young nigga been focused on my check