Escobar moves gat dat bloody trail

Life of pi smooth

Wen dah money sails

Money on my mind

I'll pay fr dah brain

Money with a sing

Mulla wahs d deal

Pls dont talk shit

Cuz am gon talk back

Sauce all dix

So ah saulsa ryt back

Bull roses no kicks

Ball her lyk dah

Ring ring money calling

Gatta face chat ryt back

PABLO

FEEL LYK A KING

WEN AM RUNNING MY LYF

NARCOS

THEY GAT THE DREAMS

AND I GAT THE SINGS

WASTED

THE VICES IN ME

JUX EXPLAINING MY LYF

FADED

MY PAGES ENT CLEAN

MY INKS TURING WHITE

VERSE:

Pablo

Burn dah green at d condor

Purple so lin

Wen we paint more

Dreams so wet nw dey stain more

So cold

Burn dah green and get warm

Get dah green wen

Grass Can't grew

All mah goat niggas

Ent eating solo

If u tryna hate

Den u a bozo

Even with a plane am killing all dah

Pack man all ghosts i gatta wack

Pistols and leads in my hands

Plata lo plomo and a sax

So am

So dope lyk pablo

Trun trees we ur dreaco

All enough still

Want d ego

Yelling astla wehgo

Pablo

Dead on d roof where d money is lying

Narcos

Deep in the jungle we swinging

The vines

Lately

Can't answer d call dah keeps

Buzzing my lyf

Maybe

I'll pick up d fone hello

To pablo

You ent part of me Familia

Eye to eye niggas

U knw we ent similar

Ah hoodwinked a bunny

Red hoods on d pedestal

Making some killings

And feeding on cereals

You think out loud

With d same shit

N am reaching out till

With my Brain grips

Ono

Dos

Tres

Counting dope shit

Escobars son Gaviers dope kid