This is a song about "El patron"

Vodka and soda, pineapple and patron

I'm bout to stick the whole game up with no gun

Matter fact i dreamed that i lived twice

Pussy and patron that's some great advice

‘cause when it come to winning, you don't have the el aguante inside of you

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

Smoother than patron taste, my mind is in its own place

I’m a sinner, jesus christ, please forgive me for my ways

That bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

I got el gran santro watching me

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

Sometimes it feels like patron is my priority

I'm tellen you one day these suckers gotta fall

Loud p.o.t. above y’all, patron at 4 am, fuck the last call

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

And i’ma need some more patron i don’t want no chaser