I got used to sour, it doesn't kick anymore (No) They come home to me, it doesn't wear out Models only, like Barea (Jah) Multiplying hundreds is the task (Cash, cash) I am the chief in your own village I am worth more than everything around you Don't believe it ' Remember that Curry shoves them in (Wuh), until LeBron garnishes him Go down the hill (Go down, you bastard) That I'm with the orchestra, bastard, it's not the sixth I'm never down on the bets and less on this (Yeh) Tell Vico that we are at the end of the straight The devil injects me and I take out the one that sounds and puts them to bed Trra, trra! Another one that falls by the force of gravity Trra, trra! Another one, just in case you survive Refute my thesis You bastard, and we're going to give you catechesis (-quesis) I have not scored a goal (Scored a goal) And I have Christians praying 'to Messi (Auh!) [Chorus: Archangel & Bad Bunny] You snore, you bastard, and you don't live 'like this (You don't live' like this) Your jeva is hanging on me (hanging on me) He calls me to give him and I say yes I am a son of a bitch since I was born (Wuh) Yeh, yeh, yeh You snore, you bastard, and you don't live 'like this (You don't live' like this) Your jeva calls me and I say yes (I say yes) I'm not going to change, I've always been like this I'm still here, I'm still here I've been a son of a bitch since I was born (Auh!)