Red Bull Espiral #05 Lyrics English Translation by Eladio Carrion & Morad, Hoke
(feat. Morad, Hoke)
Los de la L
They say, look
I don’t judge ’cause I sin (Sin), they’re going crazy
Everybody waiting for me to take off my vest (Vest)
Quick like Checo, cold like a Swede
Straight from Morocco
I sell fruit at houses, but not the Alofoke kind
Fruit that makes your mouth water
The trunk loaded inside a Saba parking lot
Forty thieves, Ali Bababá
I’m one of those who stay quiet, one of those who don’t record (Record)
I used to hide it
Money is dirty, but over time it washes clean
From the streets ’cause I grew up without a dad
I don’t even suspect anymore
I watch out for friends and for lurking
For getting shot in the chest
’Cause I know everything I’ve done (What I’ve done)
I don’t even suspect anymore
I make sure my mom has a roof
That my people get their share
And loved in the hood like El Mencho (Like El Mencho)
We had the world in our hands
For everything we agreed on and now we don’t remember
I ride in a 4×4 with tinted windows
CP Company, like casting shadow just on me
I want half a gram of Gush Mints, the rubber without the double cin
Move to London or Berlin in a Land Rover Overfinch
Everybody’s got something to say
I only hear my voice and my brother’s like through an in-ear
The industry is cursed, what it gives, it takes
They kill each other over silver chains with cubic zirconia
On January 23rd I want an appointment
To tattoo “Valencia” on my stomach and my grandma’s name
I smoke ice till the day ends, I gotta stop (Gotta stop)
Putting kilometers on the van
I remember my town while I open the minibar
Used to cross it without a military bridge (Yeah)
Sunset at 6, the CS full set marks it
Toyota Land Cruisers roll down from the hills
They’re packed like the buses at Tres Cruces
I used up a lot of names from how many times I dropped them
I move a lot of threads, looks like I’m an octopus
I got a lot of kids, looks like I’m from Opus
I stay focused, look around and few are left
Out of all of us in the photos
If I don’t flip this money, I get sick, it makes me ill
I got crypto, I’m a bum, I make cash without doing shit
One day I’m in Old Navy and the next I’m in Balmain
The mind is powerful as hell, no Vecna here, yeah
Cooking with the stove on low
I don’t even post previews anymore ’cause they copy all the flows
They don’t stand next to me, in Family Guy I’d be Joe
My bad, my voice is hoarse, that’s from so many shows
Always fresh since I was in high school
They always try, but the flow can’t match, yeah
They shoot at me, but I’m Deadpool, no bullet affects me, yeah
My brother’s got a Red Bull stick, if that shit catches you, it’ll give you wings, yeah
$25K just on jet fuel, I’m flying, no layovers here
I’m cold in Madrid, ask Jr. Vini
In Barcelona always with Jr. Beny
Blue bills, Blue Jay, Jr. Vladdy
Straight from PR, I rep all my boris
They think I’m Drake ’cause I always roll with 40
Talk to me less about gossip and more about making money
Every stick a hole in one, Rory, y’all double body
Lead for the enemies and all the glory to God
Yeah
La L and the H, the H and the L
Ela with HOKE and Morad, ¡krr, paw!
Los de la L
No snitches, no cops
Los de la L
Yeah, yeah, H Town
BBO