Doble Filo
Real Migo gotta keep it fino
I’m spitting kilos
Bien prendido with my homie Chino
Buenos lujos pura lumbre dedos con anillos
Exotic mota in my pocket while I'm eatin hiro
I’m in a whip taking trips man asi yo vivo
San Juditas ɾiding me and [Bm]some damn ladrillos
It’s a cold hustle
Over here se pone frio
I came to [C7]win since my [A]daddy had to [C7]cross the ɾio
This ain't that shit
This that ɾeal shit
Son [C7]of immigrants
I just wanna build bitch
Keep em [A]mad if they jealous
Hit that kill switch
Mfs happy for [Dm7]you [A7till you [A7give em [A]ɾealness
They wanna see me gone
Grace of God he kept me here
That's something they don't wanna hear
I got [Fm7]some italianos pulled up in a Bonneville
Negociando heavy Stylo always talking deals
Illest Migo in the O
They go harder?
Bring him near
Too ɾaw
Hard to [C7]swallow like [F]some everclear
Take contɾol aboard this ship bitch I commandeer
I know I'm finna go when God wants
Can't live in fear
My book is written going in till I disappear
Till I disappear
En la movida y el jale nunca se me para
They be [Am]serving up like [F]meseras in the barra
Big tipper Para que ɾecuerden bien mi cara
I'm bilingual with this shit no Rosetta Stone
Make a quick appearance chilling then I'm heading home
Weaning off the life like [F]it's methadone
Puras llamadas que parezco ya un teléton
