Santa Fe Klan, Peso Pluma and Duki, untouchables in ‘No Son Klle’

When Santa Fe Klan announced its collaboration with Featherweight and Duki, it didn’t take long for rap lovers to revolutionize social networks. And it is that with They are not Kllethe Mexican artist brings a song that unites millions of compatriots and Argentines who share the same passion: the sounds of the most protesting rap.

Just a few hours ago, the topic has seen the light and with it comes a fusion of styles of its own. In it we hear the sounds of Santa Fe Klan along with the unmistakable trap of Duki and the regional of Peso Pluma. In their verses they invite us to an environment starring the mafia and marijuana, showing off that they are important names within this universe.

These lyrics accompany the video clip, in which the three artists perform the song in front of the camera and completely immersed in this environment. The clandestine business, the banknotes and the police are, undoubtedly, one of the great protagonists of the song.

The launch of They are not Klle It has revolutionized thousands and thousands of people. In just a few hours, the video clip is about to reach one million views. A figure that we are sure will continue to increase. And you, have you heard it yet? What do you think?

Letter of They are not Klle:

(Intro: Santa Fe Klan)
What’s up, crazy people? (For the neighborhoods of Argentina)
The fucking güero and the Santa have arrived (Mexico, from the Santa to all the neighborhoods; smoke it, la-la, la-la)
Here with the Duki (Ah)
Smoke it, la-la, la-la-la
Smoke it, la-la, la-la
Smoke it, la-la, la-la-la
Smoke it, la-la, la-la

(Verse 1: Santa Fe Klan)
Look what we become (No)
My cousins ​​move the kilos (Ah)
We battle and suffer (Hey)
Nothing changes me (No), I’m still the same (No)
I will always do what I can (Ah)
We send it to all the stores (Ah)
I am the sales manager
We have 50 caliber (Rra)

(Chorus: Santa Fe Klan)
They say they are, but they are not, they are not street (No)
Turn on two, I’m the one who gives them a dance (Dad)
If I go to prison I’ll tell my mother (Smoke her, la-la, la-la)
It was never my intention to shoot the metal

(Verse 2: Duki & Santa Fe Klan)
These roosters that I smoke make me look like a frame
‘I’m living in the future, okay, my life is Futurama
I always take care of what is mine, owner of my phonograms
I write so much that they call me “long hand”, Wembanyama
‘I’m billing twice as much as you are when you’re lying down’ (Double; smoke it, la-la, la-la-la)
They value my art without knowing what it has cost (Art; smoke it, la-la, la-la)
They ask if I have a clone, they see me everywhere (I see it)
How Adesanya hits me when I knock them out

(Chorus: Duki)
They say they are, but they are not, they are not street
We turn on two, the to’ sounds, no one stops us
If tomorrow I leave, everything for my mother
Signing in the sky with my initials (Duko!)

(Verse 3: Duki & Santa Fe Klan)
I’m anti two-faced mode, fuck Gemini (Yah)
That ego is going to crash him like Lady Di (Duko)
Give me the ball, I’ll play the game for you, Kevin De Bruyne
I like popstar, but punk, Avril Lavigne
And even if the fuckin’ time passes, the mission never changes (Smoke it, la-la, la-la-la)
There will always be a brother who deserves a mansion
My mom asking when I’m on vacation (Smoke it, la-la, la-la)
The family has expenses and I like to pay them myself

(Verse 4: Santa Fe Klan)
Crazy, in the booth counting money
My bank account has a lot of zeros
I go wherever I want, I always do what I want
Give my mom a hug if one day I die
Come on, there is no one to kill us anymore
No one reaches me, there is no one who compares
Santa with Duki, I pass it on to every mother
It became normal to me that the fucking dogs bark

(Chorus: Featherweight)
They say they are, but they are not, they are not street
Turn on two, I’m the one who gives them a dance
If I go to prison I’ll tell my mother
It was never my intention to shoot the metal

(Verse 5: Featherweight)
The appearance is tap, to’ give the role
Pharrell Williams the collection (The collection)
We go full Loui’ Vuitton (Loui’ Vuitton)
(The connection is private)
From north to south, I’m very full
If they touch mine I turn into a pitbull
Wow, red and blue
They look like a siren, ‘the hood is dangerous
I’m the one who fucks them
To my enemies, may God bless you
Breaking the big leagues’
The band with their hands up to follow me

(Bridge: Featherweight)
A lot of ‘feeling’, I talk to them with the wind
Lots of music to make the town burst
With La Santa and with the Duko I blow them up
And I always smoke pot to always think better
A lot of ‘feeling’, I talk to them with the wind
Lots of music to make the town burst
With La Santa and with the Duko I blow them up
And I always smoke pot to always think better

(Chorus: Santa Fe Klan, Duki & Featherweight)
They say they are, but they are not, they are not street
We turn on two, the to’ sounds, no one stops us
If I go to prison I’ll tell my mother

It was never my intention to shoot the metal

(Outro: Featherweight)
With La Santa and with Duko
Pure Double P
Bye!
Hah, hah, hah
Ah, ah, ah