Billetes Lyrics English Translation by Chino Pacas
A la verga
Ey-ey-ey-ey-ey-ey-ey-ey
Jaja
(I was born to make bills)
(I shine with fire, my teeth gleam)
I do my own thing, they see me different
What is true is that real men get handled face to face
I’m coming down from the hill, the truck caked with dirt
The dashboard hit two hundred, still feels like it’s not enough
All the million, from what I see, everything adding up, it’s waiting for me
Compadre, bring a beer, to get my head right
And let them keep coming
The stacks arrive, volume two
Like I’ve changed or something, I’m walking around smiling, they see me singing
I do my own thing and let them keep coming
What is true is that they’re still getting played
I’m coming down from the hill, the truck caked with dirt
The dashboard hit two hundred, still feels like it’s not enough
All the million, from what I see, everything adding up, it’s waiting for me
Compadre, bring a beer, to get my head right
Ey
To get my head right
Twenty, twenty-six
California
To blow through Guanajuato, just like that
Volume two
You know, Florida
Compadre Turo, (Compadre Max)
The ones from the neighborhood