[Hook: Carla Morrison]
Me complace amarte
Disfruto acariciarte y ponerte a dormir (DXTR On The Lab, boy)
Es escalofriante
Tenerte de frente, hacerte sonreír

[Verse: Unknown]
Yeah
Sittin’, in my room with this pen and paper
Wishin’, my dreams will come true, I’m meant for greatness
Gettin’, streams through the roof, that seem to be good to be true
Thinkin’, is God even listenin’, I sent my prayers
Cause I’ve been killin’, sixteens when I’m in the booth
So why am I not swimmin’ in millions and livin’ in a mansion off these writtens?
Chillin’, poolside with bitches like I’m Dan Bilzerian
Now tell me, who gotta die for me to make it, huh
Cause I’m gettin’ too impatient
Spittin’, these evil flows, and my bank account need about a few zeros
Plus, my mom need a new whip, yea
Call up Genesxs and Jace, make a few hits, yea
Mention my name, you ain’t gonna do shit
Got revenage on my brain and I gotta huge list, yea
This is only the beginning of what’s to come