TRES LECHES

[Verse 1: Kike]
Yeah
Aye, aye
Yeah
Here we go again
Rhyming with my friends
You know how we do
(do, do, do)
We don’t follow trends
Call us hooligans
Call us irrelevant
But when the saints come marching in
You know we got that Jugo
Ain’t really matter what they say about me
Ain’t really matter ‘cause I’m so free
When I see the enemy
I cook ‘em like rotisserie
Greater is He who lives in Me
Greater than the shade they throw on mе
Living for the one who set mе free
I got that snake under my feet
I got
Flavor like adobo
Some people call me “loco”
Suave like I’m Rico
Make ‘em scream “Ay bendito” (bendito)
Shout out to Puerto Rico
Pa mi gente for my people
From the barrios to the burbs
From the streets and to the steeples
Yeah
You can call me Solar ‘cause I’m powered by the Son (yeah)
You can call it boasting but I’m boasting on the Lord (yeah)
Threw the chains up off of me, now I’m screamin “Oh yeah”
Glory to my pops In Heaven
Gloria, Hallelujah
Still got His hand on me
Still got His eyes on me (yeah, yeah)
Still got a plan for me
Still got a guarantee (yeah, yeah)
Never gonna leave my side
Even when the waves get high
We got the heat, bro
Unlock the cheat code
His favor on our side

[Verse 2: Dahv]
God the greatest
Automatic statement, you know what I’m on
Every song
I don’t even think, I’m always in the zone
Passed the track like a quarterback, Kike set the tone
We caught the beat then start to eat: Timmo got the bones
We do it for the glory, it’s all en mi corazon
The devil say he want the beef, guess he ordered wrong
Hold the phone
Pick it up, listen up
Make sure that you not alone
Volume on the speaker caught me speaking: Jesus on the throne
That’s always
Mi Padre Yahweh, tu sabe
Mis hermanos estan locos y somos tres animales
Some call ‘em instrumentals, I call ‘em mi comida
Some people call me mental, but you can just call me Dahv
And I’m back in this mug
Like a mack with a truck
Or a freight train flow, track had enough
Cappin’ for what?
You can pull my cards you can call my hand: chat with the bluff
Praise go high: passing it up
That’s in a nutshell
And I’m cracking it up
Fasten the seat belt, going fast as a mug
Fasten the seat belt, ‘cause the track is above
I’ll just keep on rhyming, the gift come from my Designer (aye)
If you see me shining its ‘cause I’m made like a diamond (aye)
Pressure never fold me, it just mold me like a potter (aye)
God, He get the glory, end of story, never stopping (aye)

[Verse 3: Tim Gonzalez]
Leo, Dahv: boy, they kill the beat
Religiously
I’m finna be numero three
That’s true for you and true for me
The truth you see ain’t relative, but tell me if you can relate
I absolutely kill the beat, then walk right into Heaven’s gates
I’m
Gone (ooh)
Trynna see Him on the throne
Not just see Him on my phone
Make a post and think I’m known
I wanna know that He know me
Let ‘em all know I’m living free
But the freedom I got was far from free
‘Cause the price that He paid was far from cheap
I pray the Lord my soul to keep
Flowing like this it ain’t easy, go figure
But flowing mean nothing if bars don’t deliver
I’m still on my grind, the priorities bigger
It’s not just the music I gotta consider
Ay yeah, I got my baby (mhm, yeah)
We going crazy (aye)
Threw a ring on it quick like I’m Brady (Tom)
And I take up my cross on the daily
I can’t just sit around living like “maybe”
Got my brothers, we deep like the Navy
And I’m deep in my bag like I’m Tracy
Mcgrady, its nothing, it’s gravy
Look, the beat running from me again
Send this joint to your family and friends
The Avatar back but it’s lyrics I bend (aye)