The bitch got here
She wants to mess with me
Ew
Fuck, fuck
Biah returned to command and make my government
Things around here will change and they won't be the same
Some will think it's bad and I'm blocking negative energies
Drinking Bacardi and ignoring the haters and their stupidity
They talk all the time in their songs about drugs
The two biggest are men and queen fighting alone
Cleaning up this old dirt, they stick like slugs
The earthquake arrived here like this first song
You have no signal (hola, I'm rich)
Get lost (hola, ho-hola, I'm rich)
No signal (hola, I'm rich)
Get out (hola, get out, ho-get out, I'm rich)
No signal (hola, hola)
I'm rich, get out (hola, hola, I'm rich)
No signal (I'm rich, hola, I'm rich)
Get out (hola, hola, hola, hola)
Hola, hola, hola, hola
Hola, hola, hola, hola
Hola, hola, hola, hola
Hola, hola, hola, hola
I used to make storms, but I'm going to start with just rain
Today is just the day to talk about my fame
I'm like the fierce eagle, I can fly
Before I speak, first I will sigh
Things are not easy for women and queens
Motherfuckers are worse and will never be kings
Who ever said that boy was the king?
Who said she was if I arrived now, the queen
No signal (hola, hola)
Get out (hola, hola, hola, I'm rich)
No signal (hola, I'm rich)
Get out (hola, get out, ho-get out, I'm rich)
No signal (hola, hola)
I'm rich, get out (hola, hola, I'm rich)
No signal (I'm rich, get out)
Get out (hola, hola, hola, hola)
Hola, hola, hola, hola
Hola, hola, hola, hola
Hola, hola, hola, hola
Hola, hola, hola, hola
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