Three Nations Lyrics
Thrill of the fight (Fight), thrill of the rage (Rage)
Crushing my opponents (Opponents), foot up off the brake (Brakes)
Cleaning all the plates (Plates), finna make bank (Bank)
Finna make history, turn this pain to energy
Tres naciones, posiciones, ya tomamos nuestras decisiones
Cambiamos de juego, a la cuenta de banco le aumentamos varios millones
Mundiales todas mis canciones, ustedes con más complicaciones
Mi raza rebasa y traspasa fronteras, no existe barrera, solo conexione’
Hago lo que quiera, así nací, así me muero
Salimos del agujero directo pa’l Fashion Week (Fashion Week)
Bamboo Cartier on my wrist (On my wrist), vuelo pa’ Francia y me siento un king (Un king)
Todos saben, cuando llegue a LA los voy a poner a sufrir (Ja)
Yo me siento como Freddy Krueger, yo nunca me voy a morir
Dos Maybach, LV, y me miran como si tengo las cinco Copas de Brasil
Saco el pecho por toda mi tierra, defendemos todos la bandera
No me sacan de mi tierra, puros guerreros aztecas
Thrill of the fight (Fight), thrill of the rage (Rage)
Crushing my opponents (Opponents), foot up off the brake (Brakes)
Cleaning all the plates (Plates), finna make bank (Bank)
Finna make history, turn this pain to energy
Three nations under God (God)
We don’t play, no, we go hard (21, 21)
Three nations under God (God, 21, 21)
Three nations under God
We don’t play, no, we go hard
I sprint to it, I don’t jog (21, 21)
Three nations under God
Used to stay on boulevard now my bank account too large (God)
If I come, I came to win, yeah, they cap
They all pretend, I don’t care ’bout making friends (21, 21)
I’m the champ, I’ll do it again, I hate L’s ’cause they so cringe
W’s what make me grin (21)
Thrill of the fight (Fight), thrill of the rage (Rage)
Crushing my opponents (Opponents), foot up off the brake (Brakes)
Cleaning all the plates (Plates), finna make bank (Bank)
Finna make history, turn this pain to energy
Three nations under God (God)
We don’t play, no, we go hard (21, 21)
Three nations under God (Hahn, hahn)
We don’t play, no, we go hard
Three nations under God, U.S., Morocco, and Mexico
Miss the moon, you with the stars, know we going up, so let’s go
I got, I got (Woo), I got César goals non-stop
I got the line around the block, I got my whole town on lock (Hahn)
Thrill of the fight (Okay), thrill of the night (Night)
Crush my competition (‘Tition), kiss the game goodnight (Goornight)
Ayy, top dog, but the under card, try win today and win tomorrow
Can’t take the loss, but can’t win them all
Talkin’ Maradona when I hit the ball, hey
Thrill of the fight (Fight), thrill of the rage (Rage)
Crushing my opponents (Opponents), foot up off the brake (Brakes, woo)
Cleaning all the plates (Plates), finna make bank (Bank)
Finna make history, turn this pain to energy (Hahn)
Three nations under God (God, okay)
We don’t play, no, we go hard (21, 21)
Three nations under God (Woo)
We don’t play, no, we go hard
