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Fuego

 

Fuego

(album: Viva La Kid - 2021)


(GKL)

Bag of that gas, fuego
My bitch is bad, J-Lo
Bragging a lot, lie to the cops
Feel like I'm Eddie Guerrero
That boy a Speedy Gonzales
Love to do all of the talking
Money fall out of my pockets
Didn't fit all in the wallet
Smoking that whatchama call it? Fuego
Mixing that drink with the Faygo
Beg for the D, like she Django
After the cheese, not the queso
Tell 'em to chupa me huevos
I took a PJ to Boston
Sipping on tea and I'm bossing
Fresh 'til I'm dead, need a coffin
Wanna be me, but he flopping
What is it like to be poppin'?

Estoy cantando como un malo conejo
My bitches love me, why they always gotta call me pendejo?
No soy un güero, I sip Modelo's
Murillo viva en moreno, hasta el cielo
I touch the sky like, "What the fuck is up?"
I hit the bank and cash my checks and it's still not enough
Might drop the duffel on the table, tell 'em, "Cough it up"
Still rather get it from a label, let me call 'em up
Like am I hot enough?
Like am I?

Bag of that gas, fuego
My bitch is bad, J-Lo
Bragging a lot, lie to the cops
Feel like I'm Eddie Guerrero
That boy a Speedy Gonzales
Love to do all of the talking
Money fall out of my pockets
Didn't fit all in the wallet
Smoking that what you ma call it, fuego

Oh, yeah
Hey, yeah
Oh, woah
Oh, oh-woah

I touch the sky like, "What the fuck is up?"
I hit the bank and cash my checks and it's still not enough
Might drop the duffel on the table, tell 'em, "Cough it up"
Still rather get it from a label, let me call 'em up
Like am I hot enough?
Like am I?

Fuego
Mixing that drink with the Faygo
Beg for the D, like she Django
After the cheese, not the queso
Tell 'em to chupa me huevos
I took a PJ to Boston
Sipping on tea and I'm bossing
Fresh 'til I'm dead, need a coffin
Wanna be me, but he flopping
What is it like to be poppin'?

Fatto

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