text: Hola
  Me llamo Onika
  Wrist frío
  Pelo rosa
  Culo gordo
  Lo maliantes quieren krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy
  Toa las babys quieren kush, kush, kush, kush, kush
  Lo gansters quieren krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy
  Toa las babys quieren kush, kush, kush, kush, kush
  Lo maliantes quieren krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy
  Toa las babys quieren kush, kush, kush, kush, kush
  Lo gansters quieren krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy
  Toa las putas quieren kush 
  Make some room, hoe, keep a hundred feet away
  Fifty trucks, when I pull up we a fleet away
  You ain’t on my throne, ain’t even a seat away
  But thanks to Nicki, all these new bitches can see the way
  I got the krippy, I aint talking bout the gangs, though
  Had all these bitches rocking pink hair and bangs, though
  Now I got em rocking inches now
  But Ill leave these bitches hanging like lynches now
  Word play got em stepping up they pens-es now
  Still stick me for my flow like syringes now
  Still kicking closed doors off the hinges now
  Shotgun in them 88 Benzes now
  With my plug, I call him Poncho, but I think he wants some chocha
  Put this pussy in his boca, make my niggas take his coca
  Now Im balling like Im Sosa in that Lamborghini rosa
  Yelling, viva Puerto Rico, all my bitches es hermosa
  Pero ahora estoy pal krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy
  También tenemos kush, kush, kush, kush, kush
  Lo gansters quieren krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy
  Toa las putas quieren kush 
  Aquí pasamos moñas por el TSA
  Las putas se montan fácil como en GTA
  200 cajas e paper que pedí en eBay
  En PR ya es legal, yo firmé la ley
  Fumando como Snoop Dogg y Wiz Kha
  Las gatas quieren Kush, no quieren Friska
  Prendí un bastón como el de la brisca
  2 phillies, se queda bizca
  Las libras yo las compro y llegan por FedEx
  Priority el paquete, next day vía express
  Del celular traqueo con el GPS
  Y el shipping se lo cobramo al bobo de tu ex
  Que tiene un guille de bichote y lo que fuma es regular
  Sintéticas de esas que venden por ahí en los puestos legal
  Que le baja a la movie, que pa acá no venga a frontear
  Que somos millonarios y acabo e comprar par de acres pa sembrar
  Pero ahora estoy pal krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy
  También tenemos kush, kush, kush, kush, kush
  Lo gansters quieren krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy
  Toa las putas quieren kush
  Call baby girl up, it’s time to smoke something 
  I know you heard, I’m Slaughter Gang, I smoke something 
  Off the head, yeah, I ain’t never wrote nothing 
  Pretty face, ass fat, Im tryna poke something 
  Yeah, back it up, baby, let me see you twerk 
  Yeah, spillin’ codeine on my Gucci shirt 
  Yeah, whole lotta racks and the krispy 
  And she throw that ass back like a frisbee 
  Uh-huh, Im smoking krippy kush 
  Fill the backwoods up with the whole bush 
  I might pass her to the team, cause she old news 
  Tryna make a hundred Ms using Pro Tools 
  In a Maybach and I’m laid back 
  Put a bullet hole , in ya wave cap 
  You better pay me now , I don’t cut slack 
  All these VVS’s , make you upset 
  Pero ahora estoy pal krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy
  También tenemos kush, kush, kush, kush, kush
  Lo gansters quieren krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy
  Toa las babys quieren kush, kush, kush, kush, kush
  Lo maliantes quieren krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy
  Toa las babys quieren kush, kush, kush, kush, kush
  Lo gansters quieren krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy
  Toa las putas quieren kush