[Intro]
Eh, hey
I'm still the same, I haven't changed (No!)
I have my own, without bragging (Hey)
Always with same people, so high (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
Now I always wear Louis Vuitton, but I will never change (Prr, prr, prr, prr)

[Chorus]
I like the streets
25/8 ready, don't get afraid
Humble but I'm never gonna stop
It's gettin' hot, but I won't stay away, eh-eh
Today we're going out to the street (Wuh)
Luka Dončić, there's no way I'm missing
We stay at two hundred and we aren't slowing down
We're always in P.R., gangster, horny, billing (Yeh, yeh, yeh)

[Verse 1]
I'm still the same, but my reflection changed (Heh)
New, but I feel OG (Prr-prr)
Humble, but I won't quit, hey (Nah, nah, nah)
Loyal, but not stupid (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
Don't bet against me, you can get kicked (Nah)
I purchased the Tokyo's, to wear as a necklace (Hu-huh)
The white 11's and royal blues
Girls ask me to not take them off when we fuck (Ah, ah, ah)
And I fuck her all night without taking off my sneakers (Nah)
In demand, I forgot what a twenty is
I brought some new weed that is the shit, like Benny
Green fluorescent nugs, looking like tennis balls, hey
And by the pound, eh-eh
I'm not antisocial, you all just give bad vibes
I know that seeing me in a good position makes you unstable
But I'm okay, I'm but okay, but I'm okay
Without going to the playoffs, I win the finals (The final)
You touch me and it will be the last thing you do (Prr, prr, prr)
I'm gonna detune your guitar (Hah)
Dominicans tell me: "My dude, you are the final boss" (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
Puerto Ricans: "Some dope shit, motherfucker" (Huh)
I'm the best at this, don't even argue (Nah)
Any rhythm, I execute it always (Prr, prr)
The dumb little boy who studied at CUTA (Hey)

[Chorus]
I like the streets
25/8 ready, don't get afraid
Humble but I'm never gonna stop
It's gettin' hot, but I won't stay away, eh-eh (No, no, no, no)
Today we're going out to the street (Wuh)
Luka Dončić, there's no way I'm missing
We stay at two hundred and we aren't slowing down
We're always in P.R., gangster, horny, billing (Yeh, yeh, yeh)

[Verse 2]
Don't talk to me about money, I also have a bunch
They say I'm not street, that I don't come out of the front gate
But this is P.R., where anyone can make a round
And "prr, prr", welcome to the grill
If I start bragging, I can't even handle myself
The one who got everyone wearing colors and shorts (Wuh)
Don't act blind and deaf
Like the government, that still have houses with tents

[Interlude]
Never a follo—
No, no, keep the track going, keep the track going

[Bridge]
Never a follower, I've always been a leader
$7.25, bo, one can't live with that
But now we are making money like a wide receiver
My verses are classics like Boca-River
Never a follower, I've always been a leader
$7.25, bo, one can't— give me a—

[Interlude]
Give me a break, I'm going to throw out something else, I'm going to throw out something else, okay

[Verse 3]
Hey, hey, hey
Today we take the Lambo Urus out of the garage
You all have it in Miami, I have it in Carolina
I give it to all of the Natti's quietly, like Raphy Pina, hey
Driving and fucking, I love the adrenaline
I have a lot of money that's why I'm Chilindrina
Lowkey, I never let myself be seen, like John Cena
Remember, the dealers don't stand on the corner
I'm like the Boogeyman, I go out when there's mist
Bastard, I'm the best, my mind is a mine
They bought a mansion with what I made in the booth, hey
They go around crying when the Grammys doesn't nominate them
If I don't stop this verse, it won't end
Real un—