NO SON KLLE Lyrics English Translation by Santa Fe Klan
What’s up, folks? (For the neighborhoods of Argentina)
The damn white guy and La Santa have arrived (Mexico, from La Santa to all the neighborhoods; smoke it, la-la, la-la)
Here with Duki (Ah)
Smoke it, la-la, la-la-la
Smoke it, la-la, la-la
Smoke it, la-la, la-la-la
Smoke it, la-la, la-la
Look at what we’ve become (No)
My cousins move the kilos (Ah)
We struggle and suffer (Hey)
Nothing changes for me (No), I’m still the same (No)
I’ll always do what I can (Ah)
We send it to all the stores (Ah)
I’m the boss of the sale
We have caliber 50 (Rra)
They say they are, but they’re not, not from the streets (No)
Light up two, I’m the one who throws a party for them (Dad)
If I go to prison, I entrust my mother to you (Smoke it, la-la, la-la)
It was never my intention to shoot the metals
These roosters I smoke make me see in frames
I’m living in the future, okay, my life is Futurama
I always take care of what’s mine, owner of my phonograms
I write so much they call me “long hand,” Wembanyama
I’m billing twice as much as you lying down (Double; smoke it, la-la, la-la-la)
They value my art without knowing what it’s cost (Art; smoke it, la-la, la-la)
They ask if I have clones, it’s because they see me everywhere (I see them)
Like Adesanya, I shoot arrows when I knock them out
They say they are, but they’re not, not from the streets
We light up two, the sound is on, no one stops us
If I leave tomorrow, everything for my mother
Signing in the sky with my initials (Duke!)
I’m in anti-two-faced mode, fuck Geminis (Yah)
That ego is going to crash like Lady Di (Duke)
Give me the ball, I’ll set up the game, Kevin De Bruyne
I like popstar, but punk, Avril Lavigne
And even though fucking time passes, the mission never changes (Smoke it, la-la, la-la-la)
There will always be a brother who deserves a mansion
My mom asking when I’m on vacation (Smoke it, la-la, la-la)
The family has expenses, and I like to pay them myself
Crazy, in the booth counting money
My bank account has many zeros
I go wherever, always do what I want
Give my mom a hug if I die one day
Go on, there’s no one to kill us
None reach me, no one compares
La Santa with Duki, I’m having a great time
It became normal for damn dogs to bark at us
They say they are, but they’re not, not from the streets
Light up two, I’m the one who throws a party for them
If I go to prison, I entrust my mother to you
It was never my intention to shoot the metals
The swag of the joint, all to roll
Pharrell Williams’ collection (The collection)
We’re all in Louis Vuitton (Louis Vuitton)
(The connection is private)
From north to south, I’m doing great
If they touch mine, I turn into a pit bull
Dude, red and blue
Sirens are seen, the hood is dangerous
I’m the one who fucks them up
To my enemies, God bless them
Breaking the big leagues
The crew with hands up, follow me
Lots of feelings, I tell them to the wind
Lots of music to make the neighborhood explode
With La Santa and Duki, I blow up the speakers
And I always smoke weed to think better
Lots of feelings, I tell them to the wind
Lots of music to make the neighborhood explode
With La Santa and Duki, I blow up the speakers
And I always smoke weed to think better
They say they are, but they’re not, not from the streets
We light up two, the sound is on, no one stops us
If I go to prison, I entrust my mother to you
It was never my intention to shoot the metals
With La Santa and Duki
Pure Double P
Goodbye!
Hah, hah, hah
Ah, ah, ah