English Translation of OLIVIA LA FLAKA - Natanael Cano

(Feat. Tito Double P, Victor Mendivil, Ovi)

I always used to ditch recess

Nowadays I'm out here ditching the uglies

They say they're way up here, but I don't see a single one

I like cash and stolen rides with no paperwork

How are you gonna teach the Bible to the Pope?

The stack of cash in the stash

The Ferrari with no plates

Coming for us and the grim reaper takes you

A huge hit and I grow like Popeye smoking spinach

I'm rolling with Olivia The Skinny

Burning spinach

With the tattooed guy with no plates

I'm the one who rolls up on you at night

Lines of the reaper

I'm dressed in designer clothes

From school I always used to ditch recess

Nowadays I'm out here ditching the uglies

They say they're way up here, but I don't see a single one, I

Like cash and stolen rides with no paperwork

Minors selling drugs on the corner

Of the finest kind, already craving a corner

I don't give a damn, I even shoot up morphine

I'm hanging with a girl crazier than Wednesday

Addicted to asses and fucking, I scope out the hoes, check their oil while slipping a finger in

Doesn't disgust you? Well, I'll shove the trophy in

I never sleep, sometimes I don't even blink

Ey

Ey

The money

Always in stashes

And even though she's real skinny

I hit it and tear up her gut

I got plugs wherever I want

They know how I hustle

The rifles, the burners are made of iron

Vapor inside, I can't see her

She gets the vibe

And I'm rolling without fear (And I'm rolling without fear)

I do whatever I always want

The chicks are white girls

And I'm gonna die right here

My arm fully tattooed in black

The Metal Mulisha grim reaper

I'm taking my time

Chrome Hearts on my eyes

Crystal in the pipe

The Pope without a mass

I step on it and she doesn't scream

('Cause it's worse)

I'm rolling with Olivia The Skinny

Cheyenne and no plates

Bro, things are not calming down

They look at me real hard and the plant

Keeps on growing

I just keep laughing

(Ha-ha)

How are you gonna teach the Bible to the Pope?

The stack of cash in the stash

The Ferrari with no plates

I roll with my crew, the grim reaper takes you

A huge hit and I grow like Popeye smoking out the can

I'm rolling with Olivia The Skinny

Smoking spinach

Also toad with Nata

In a can we don't need an ashtray

Saint Jude Thaddeus

You already know I see you from here

The homies don't even ask me for money anymore

They drop by the mansion and ask me to grab her like a cup-and-ball

(Potatoes, potatoes, gentlemen)

The bass keeps bumping

And I've been going wild since six

The boss's son, you already know

Don't scream

Even for the car keys

Cholo, light up a cigarette

I'll gift you the Ferrari, it's yours

What are you gonna want for breakfast?

You've been fasting for four days

There's ten of us and we roll in one

Smoking the pure stuff

Nothing but twenty-ones

How are you gonna teach the Bible to the Pope?

The stack of cash in the stash

The Ferrari with no plates

Coming for us, the grim reaper takes you

A huge hit and I fire up

Like Popeye smoking spinach

So let the bass bump

Over a million in the Chase card

If I pop it, it's so y'all don't make it to play GTA VI

Pull out the badge, I call the cops letting them know I'm on a mission

Checks out of the stashes, I pull out the piece I keep in my collection

Not just spinach

I also tend to burn some weed

Not just on the rocks, also cans of Tecate

With riders on bikes, I got pictures with bad guys

I don't even know those motherfuckers, bunch of fags

I hack into the black market straight through Tor

I buy guns, I sell drugs on the dark web

Through the paper airplane app

I smuggle drugs in Mattel toy shipments

Before school I used to ditch recess

Now I don't want to end up locked up by the feds

I perform surgery on a living body without anesthesia

My clothes have crosses and I'm not the church father

I am the Pope

Your daddy

How are you gonna teach the Bible to the Pope?

The stack of cash in the stash

The Ferrari with no plates

I roll with my crew, the grim reaper takes you

A huge hit and I grow like Popeye smoking spinach

I'm rolling with Olivia The Skinny

Smoking spinach

Also toad with Nata

Here we pay for expensive hoes, never cheap ones

Olimpo kills it

I'm dressed in designer clothes

The Glock in gold

To shoot

Just in case

That guy

Flipped

The kilo

Went where you know

I move

Fast

I'm always 

Acid

I've been gone on this trip for a while now

Fat bundle

I got four chicks on board

I play blind and deaf, since

I'm tripping balls

Come on up to Coco Bongo, and what?

A line

So nothing escapes us

I just ask God to hold me

And when it's all over

Well, whatever

What else?

What else?

A-Ay

Mama

Haha

Compa Rulo

The pimp of the rhythm

A monkey ain't the same

As a gorilla, mister

Haha

W (Ah)

Mop of mops (Ey)

Compa Ovi

And well

It's Wicked Outside

Cuba and Mexico did it again

Real Jalapeño style, compadre

Ah, Ah, Ovi

Hell yeah

Victorious

Tell me

The keys

Notorious

All tumbado, Corridos Tumbados, the family

Ey

Ey

Pure Xkalibvr

Baby, boy

Ey

Abuser of abusers

Drop me the keys, Victor, infinite money

I unlocked the keys, they call me the abuser