YoungBoy Never Broke Again — 150 Bands

[Letra de "150 Bands" ft. Anuel AA] [Intro] Mally-Mally Mall-Mall [Chorus: YoungBoy Never Broke Again & Anuel AA] Hundred rounds on the handgun Ain't nobody I can wait on Grams in the bag, wait up all night Stayed up 'til the whole thang on Hundred fifty bands for a kilo, yeah Streamin' out gain as a rico, yeah Gotta pay eight bands for a payout rate (Ey, ey) I'ma buy a Plain Jane, put ice on that (Brr) [Verse 1: Anuel AA] Exploto un kilo en el punto (Punto) Difunto to' el que le apunto (Amén) Yo disparo primero cabrón y luego pregunto (Brr) El draco lo manejo táctico (Brr) 'Toy pumbeando trabajo' pa'l Ártico (Ártico) Y ustede' cocinan el crack, pero huele a plástico (¡Jaja!; brr) La fila de lenta está llena de zombie', yeh (Yeh) To' caminan como Walking Dead (Dead) Yo tengo ciеn diablo' en Playita Y tengo otro' cien еn La Margarita (La FARC), yeh, yeh (Brr) El R tiene un laser que ni uso, yeh (Brr) Que viva la droga, yeh (Yeh) Matamo' al testigo pa' que no choteara La Uru' pa' fama, pero pa' cazar la Vitara (¿Ah?) La' Glo' to' son de competencia (-cia) A lo' partie' no llegan ni emergencia (-cia) Capeando lo' peine' en secuencia Yo sé que soy mala influencia (Brr) Lo' demonio' controlan lo' cuerpo' humano' Y el de'o del diablo en la mano (Brr) El gatillo en la tecla del piano Ponte mono y te vaciamo' do' peine' 'e banano (¡Ah!) Ya pagué tu entierro y tu tumba ya yo la medí Pa' cuando muera' mi caja 'té encima 'e la tuya Hasta muerto vo'a estar por encima de tí, ¡brr! (Amén) [Chorus: YoungBoy Never Broke Again] Hundred rounds on the handgun (Bitch) Ain't nobody I can wait on Grams in the bag, weigh it up all night (Weigh it up) Stayed up 'til the whole thang on Hundred fifty bands for a kilo, yeah Screamin' out gang that's a rico, yeah Gotta pay eight bands for a payout rate I'ma buy a Plain Jane, put ice on that [Verse 2: YoungBoy Never Broke Again] That boy so dope, watchin' nigga bay low Everybody strapped with a Glock at the traphouse Gettin' out the car with the stick at the drop-off I won't ever talk, thirty grand get 'em knocked out (Paw) Hunnid bands, new jet, everybody rolled out Gonna make a deal at the table with the phone off (Yo) Little nigga play, he gon' get his shit blown off Police come and raid, everything get tuned out (Prra) Northside ghost town, we bought a Corlo I don't look back, I serve a nigga charcoal Called for a verse, I'ma bring 'em by the truckload (Aha) Cuánto blanco, I don't know Pablo I only know that I run up that money I drop a hunnid, I feel like [?] [?] right now, order up, keep comin' Hundred round drum, man, it never stop comin' (Krra) [Chorus: YoungBoy Never Broke Again & Anuel AA] Hundred rounds on the handgun (Bitch) Ain't nobody I can wait on Grams in the bag, weigh it up all night (Weigh it up) Stayed up 'til the whole thang on (Ey) Hundred fifty bands for a kilo, yeah (Yeah) Screamin' out gang that's a rico, yeah (Yeah) Gotta pay eight bands for a payout rate (Yeah) I'ma buy a Plain Jane, put ice on that [Outro: Anuel AA] ¡Brr! Real hasta la muerte, ¿oí'te, cabrón? NBA YoungBoy Anuel Lo' illuminati, ¿oí'te, lambebicho? Mera, dime, Kendo Mera, dime, Dominio Que viva la droga, puñeta ¡Jejeje! Mera, dime, Jamby Mera, dime, Yampi Trap Cartel Desde Playita hasta Elmira Desde Elmira hasta Las Margarita' Desde Las Margarita' hasta Barrio Obrero To' Santurce, la FARC ¡Brr! Desde Juana Mato' a Manuela Desde Manuela a Quintana ¿Ah? Lo' illuminati, ¿oí'te, lambebicho?