[Verse 1: Chris Webby]

All the money that I bring in

All the moves that I make

All the bells that I'm ringing

Shit don't ever sink in

Living life on the edge with the bread of a cartel kingpin

Now it's asset coppin' and stock options

From dead broke with a scheme plottin'

Now I'm the Plug like Reed Thompson

That rap crackin', them fiends watchin' so

Ándale, ándale

Get out of my fucking way

Just listen to what I say (what I say)

Too dirty to scrub away

And that kid taking off like it's fucking Columbus Day, oh

Let 'em all know

That microphone killer, that's a cardio

Figure out all of this shit as I go

And then throw on deuces, so bitch adiós

[Pre-Chorus: Chris Webby]

I've been feeling like a Narco, Narco

And I really been a hard bro, y'all know

Shit'll make a man hardcore, Fargo

But now I'm on the beach with a bad little Margot Robbie

Watch me, I be slightly moving on up, top score, they behind me

Future so bright, it could fuck around and blind me

You don't wanna try me

[Chorus: Chris Webby]

I've been feeling like a Narco (Narco)

All this money that I blow (blow)

Living like there's no tomorrow, yeah

But this shit is all I know (know)

Yeah, I'm feeling like a Narco

Keep my business on the low

Been a hustle on this long road, yeah

But this shit is all I know (it's all I know, Narco)

[Verse 2: Millyz]

Hop out of the V

Would you rather the guts, I be feeling like Pablo or something

And half of they hoes in the grotto, it's nothing

You think it's a brothel how I got 'em fucking (yeah)

My mind is disgusting, my diamonds is crumplin'

I'm Tony Montana when I get the dump

Stay out my circumference, my pocket's is lump

It's knots all up on 'em like somebody punched him

I built up from nothing

Where was you at? I was down at my lowest

A rose through the concrete and I had to grow it

I paid to connect, now I don't even owe it

I'm lit like a candle and she wanna blow it

Cake in her face like a birthday

I told her, "Feliz cumpleaños"

I ball like I'm Rondo, been trapping for años

A hunnid bands stashed in a wall in the baño

I've been feelin' like Alejandro

In this concrete jungle like the Congo

And my shooter got a drum not a bongo

And my side bitch stashed it in a condo

Trips to Belize, they didn't believe

My wrist is a freeze, minus fifty degrees

Life is a bitch and this bitch on her knees

I don't need the drugs, they addicted to me

[Chorus: Chris Webby]

I've been feeling like a Narco (I've been feeling like a Narco)

All this money that I blow (all this money that I blow)

Living like there's no tomorrow, yeah (living like there's no tomorrow)

But this shit is all I know (but this shit is all I know)

Yeah, I'm feeling like a Narco

Keep my business on the low

Been a hustle on this long road, yeah

But this shit is all I know

[Post-Chorus: Chris Webby]

I've been feeling like a Narco

Yeah, I've been feeling like a Narco

I've been feeling like a Narco

Yeah, I've been feeling like a

I've been feeling like a

Narco