"Sant Marti" lyrics
(feat. DivineRBG)
[Divine RBG:]
Stuck in this elevator in Barcelona
Graffiti everywhere, lookin' like Bronx-alona
This is 2024
The love for the culture with graffiti on the wall
Fallin' in love with Catalonia
Home of the espadrilles, home of the Kama Sutra
Home of the good bud and good blow
Stopped at Primavera, had a good show
They say the global market slowly growin', culture growin'
The Saudis there, you know we goin'
Big business, Afro-Indigenous
We been there, we know what the prisons is
Old man sits by the window to feel the viento
Young kids play on the corner, the park been closed
Police drive up the one-way
And some say the kids gettin' guns from the church, the real gunplay
We play lotto with gold bottles
Let's head to Costa Brava, the shore shallow
The best vista in Buenavista
Past Sitges to get a pizza
¿Como? ¿Como? They don't know
I get my best ramen from Shoronpo
Can't understand how the chef is my man
Samurai, chopsticks from Japan
Input, output, marksman's mantle
Tailored for graffiti heads and street vandals
We shake cans and tag vans
You are now listening to the station
[Smoke DZA:]
Got two of 'em in my carry-on
Big swing at the fence, they call me Barry Bonds (Right)
Since a sour-hour marathon, I carried on (Uh-huh)
Up multiple tickets, they got the tally wrong (Yes)
Shorty, tell that sucker nigga pipe down (Pipe down)
He tryna be Mr. Right, I'm Mr. Right Now (Right now)
She rock my t-shirt like a nightgown (Uh)
Hit this big-ass blunt and get piped down
Bathwater pipin' hot
Champagne bottle same size Kai Cenat
Dog, you tryna pay the price or not? (Not)
Nigga, you don't get the right to shop
You deserve to get rifle shot
We stifle opps, lights put out
Neck on pavement, right foot out
The nicest out (Tranquilo)
Runnin' through the town with my nigga Von (Uh)
Gettin' to the bag, we do it every time
Stuck in this elevator in Barcelona
Graffiti everywhere, lookin' like Bronx-alona
This is 2024
The love for the culture with graffiti on the wall
Fallin' in love with Catalonia
Home of the espadrilles, home of the Kama Sutra
Home of the good bud and good blow
Stopped at Primavera, had a good show
They say the global market slowly growin', culture growin'
The Saudis there, you know we goin'
Big business, Afro-Indigenous
We been there, we know what the prisons is
Old man sits by the window to feel the viento
Young kids play on the corner, the park been closed
Police drive up the one-way
And some say the kids gettin' guns from the church, the real gunplay
We play lotto with gold bottles
Let's head to Costa Brava, the shore shallow
The best vista in Buenavista
Past Sitges to get a pizza
¿Como? ¿Como? They don't know
I get my best ramen from Shoronpo
Can't understand how the chef is my man
Samurai, chopsticks from Japan
Input, output, marksman's mantle
Tailored for graffiti heads and street vandals
We shake cans and tag vans
You are now listening to the station
[Smoke DZA:]
Got two of 'em in my carry-on
Big swing at the fence, they call me Barry Bonds (Right)
Since a sour-hour marathon, I carried on (Uh-huh)
Up multiple tickets, they got the tally wrong (Yes)
Shorty, tell that sucker nigga pipe down (Pipe down)
He tryna be Mr. Right, I'm Mr. Right Now (Right now)
She rock my t-shirt like a nightgown (Uh)
Hit this big-ass blunt and get piped down
Bathwater pipin' hot
Champagne bottle same size Kai Cenat
Dog, you tryna pay the price or not? (Not)
Nigga, you don't get the right to shop
You deserve to get rifle shot
We stifle opps, lights put out
Neck on pavement, right foot out
The nicest out (Tranquilo)
Runnin' through the town with my nigga Von (Uh)
Gettin' to the bag, we do it every time
