Narco Songtext
von Chris Webby

All the money that I bring in
All the moves that I make
All the bells that I′m ringing
Shit don't ever sink in
Living life on the edge with the bread of a cartel kingpin

Now it′s asset, coppin' and stock options
From dead broke with a scheme plottin'
Now I′m the Plug like Ree Thompson
That rap crackin′, them fiends watchin' so

Ándale, ándale
Get out of my fucking way
Just listen to what I say (what I say)
Too dirty, describe a way
And that kid taking off like it′s fucking Columbus day, oh
Let 'em all know
That microphone killer, that′s a cardio
Figure out all of this shit as I go
And then throw on deuces, so bitch adiós


I've been feeling like a Narco, Narco
And I really been a hard bro, y′all know
Sure do make a man hardcore, Fargo
But now I'm on the beach with a bad little Margot Robbie
Watch me, I be slidin'
Moving on nap, toss, score, they behind me
Future so bright, it could fuck-up, run and blind me
You don′t wanna try me

I′ve been feeling like a Narco (Narco)
All this money that I blow (blow)
Living like there's no tomorrow, yeah
But this shit is all I know (know)
Yeah, I′m feeling like a Narco
Keep my business on the low
Been a hustle on this long road, yeah
But this shit is all I know (it's all I know, Narco)

Hop out of the V
Would you rather the guts, I′ve feeling like Pablo (awesome)
And half of they hoes in the grotto, it's nothing
You think it′s a brothel, I got 'em fucking (yeah)
My mind is disgusting, my diamonds is crumplin'
I′m Tony Montana when I get the dump
Stay out my circumference, my pocket′s slump
Snatch all up on 'em like somebody punch


I built it from nothing
Where was you at? I was down at my lowest
A world full of concrete and I had to grow with it
Paid to connect now I don′t leave it on
I'm lit like a candle and she wanna blow it
Cake in her face like a birthday
I told her, "Feliz cumpleaños"
I fall like I′m random, I'm trappin′ for annual
Hunnid been stashed in a wall in the baño

I've been feelin' like Alejandro
In this concrete jungle like the Congo
And my shooter got a drum not a bongo
And my side bitch stashed it in a Condo
Tricks to believe, they didn′t believe
My wrist is a freeze, mine is fifty degrees
Life is a bitch and this bitch on her knees
I don′t need the drugs, they addicted to me

I've been feeling like a Narco (I′ve been feeling like a Narco)
All this money that I blow (all this money that I blow)
Living like there's no tomorrow, yeah (living like there′s no tomorrow)
But this shit is all I know (but this shit is all I know)
Yeah, I'm feeling like a Narco
Keep my business on the low
Been a hustle on this long road, yeah
But this shit is all I know

I′ve been feeling like a Narco
Yeah, I've been feeling like a Narco
I've been feeling like a Narco
Yeah, I′ve been feeling like a
I′ve been feeling like a
Narco