[Intro]
Real until death, you hear, baby?
Brr
The untouchables, the Illuminati
Anuel
The pistols, the sticks, Versace, Louis Vuitton
It's nothing new, bastard
Brr

[Chorus]
It's nothing new (Nothing new)
We pack all the kilos and we move them (We move them), uah (Uah)
It's nothing new (Nothing new)
We get you with the Dracos and we stitch you (We stitch you; brr), uah
It's nothing new (Nothing new)
My devil, I get naked in your pussy, baby
It's nothing new (Nothing new)
My pistol and all my rifles are all new, uah (Uah)

[Post-Chorus]
You kill me or I kill you first
I don't trust bitches, but the whores are wonderful
The tits hold one hundred, I empty the entire clip on you
And I war with whoever, like Chapo or like Güero
We hit you with the sticks and we crash into you
I look you in the eyes and I always read the disloyalty
When I close my eyes, I see all my dead ones
And my .40 is horny because I always finger it
[Verse 1]
(Anuel), eh
The .9 of nineteen, painted green and cream; special edition, baby (Baby)
The R is high class and shoots fulete and semi, and three in three (Brr)
My bitches all have money on their body and they suck my dick on the jet (On the jet)
And I put a pearl on my dick to grind on the clit and I ground on you (Hehe)
The Draco has drums and clips with thirty taped upside down (Upside down)
My pistol and the clips tucked in the Gucci and the Chicago jersey and the ten (Ten)
Jordan dressed in red with the 45 and with the 23 (Twenty three)
And I did the fly in his face, and I emptied the 22s on them (Brr!)
I caught them in a light, but the 47 jammed when I shot them (Shot them)
They shot me from behind, but Koa and El Negro fired the R at the same time (The untouchables, the Illuminati)
I fell with the Jordans and stuck them on the glass, and I crushed them
And his boss called asking why, and I told him: "Because I turned around" (Haha)

[Chorus]
It's nothing new (Nothing new)
We pack all the kilos and we move them (We move them), uah (Uah)
It's nothing new (Nothing new)
We get you with the Dracos and we stitch you (We stitch you; brr), uah
It's nothing new (Nothing new)
My devil, I get naked in your pussy, baby
It's nothing new (Nothing new)
My pistol and all my rifles are all new, uah (Uah)

[Post-Chorus]
You kill me or I kill you first
I don't trust bitches, but the whores are wonderful
The tits hold one hundred, I empty the entire clip on you
And I war with whoever, like Chapo or like Güero
We hit you with the sticks and we crash into you
I look you in the eyes and I always read the disloyalty
When I close my eyes, I see all my dead ones
And my .40 is horny because I always finger it
Eh, brr
[Verse 2]
I have three routes on Jet Blue and by mail, and in the boxes, by UPS (UPS)
I fell in love with the R's and I added fulete, and I fixed up the 47s (Fixed up)
I shot him and harmed him, and I left his face like a zombie from Walking Dead (Brr!)
My God, forgive me, but that son of a bitch snitched and I crucified him (Amen)
He brought them the skeleton
And in the R's system is inside of the AK (Brr)
The heroin kiosks
The cocaine kiosks, and the crack kiosks (The crack kiosks)
Magazines of 30
And the stick in hand, bastard, like Papa (Papa)
We are going to kill you
And after we are going to see your news on Xposed and on WAPA (Haha)
The buttons and the drums of 100, and 50 for the .9 and for the .40 (For the .40)
Selling the kilos of cocaine to 3-5, like Pablo in the eighties (Pablo Escobar)
Jordan with the 23 and the .9, and the 45 in the nineties (Nineties)
And to 90 we sell the kilos of heroin, but we buy them in 50 (Ah)
Three kilos of heroin, three kilos of heroin; Deliver them to me on a silver platter (On a silver platter)
I put this dick in your bitch and the elephant trunk in your pussy (Hehehe)
Brr, I conquered, and we broke a kilo, and I got it (I got)
I hit myself so hard being in prison that it appears that I turned myself in, brr! (Haha)

[Chorus]
It's nothing new (Nothing new)
We pack all the kilos and we move them (We move them), uah (Uah)
It's nothing new (Nothing new)
We get you with the Dracos and we stitch you (We stitch you; brr), uah
It's nothing new (Nothing new)
My devil, I get naked in your pussy, baby
It's nothing new (Nothing new)
My pistol and all my rifles are all new, uah (Uah)
[Outro]
From Torre to Calma, the devils, you hear, bastard?
Chris Jeday (Brr!)
What's up, Chris Jeday
May Gaya rest in peace, amen
Gaby Music
Anuel
The untouchables, the Illuminati
We are always with the 47, bastard
Haha!