Musa (remix) (part. CARABIN3 y svnti)

What pretty eyes, you look so good
You're my muse and I think about you all the time
And if I gotta drive, she grabs the gun

I'm not just anyone, you're with the number one
I smoke your boyfriend in a backwood
Yeah, I'm down, I get inspired by that ass
I'm the star and they're just the smoke, babe

You feel it thumping if I grab your waist
Your friend’s a lesbian, I’m in there and she hesitates
Slow down, raise the temperature
Codeine and tussi, you feel like you're on top

It's perfect
Gucci, Versace, I give you Balenciaga
I'm not a wannabe
You, the same one from yogurt, you're my lucky charm
With you, I dream of a Pomeranian and a house in Rionegro

My love, if you fail me, it’s just loneliness
I hope to eat you up in intimacy
You're my muse, the whores are fans
And I want to get rid of that

He wants to get his home back
And I’m gonna kill that jerk
Answer him if we’re fucking and moan to him, babe, on the phone
So many girls wanting to get with me, that’s fame’s fault, babe

Ignore all your friends, they bring insecurity
(And I)
I want to buy you jewels and pearls
So you shine when we’re fucking in the dark

I'm not just anyone, you're with the number one
I smoke your boyfriend in a backwood
Yeah, I'm down, I get inspired by that ass
I'm the star and they're just the smoke, babe

You feel it thumping if I grab your waist
Your friend’s a lesbian, I’m in there and she hesitates
Slow down, raise the temperature
Codeine and tussi, you feel like you're on top

I record night shots when your ass is bouncing on my dick
The 360 view in the whole suite
I go all in and I come inside you (grr-paw)
I break you inside like I'm breaking the beat

When I pull out, it’s dripping
I grab your neck, I’m choking you, the stick on me
When we fuck with him, I’m aiming at you
You tell me not to stop, you want to see me kill it

With your face against the wall
Because of the smoke, nothing is visible
We split half of 512
With your friend, at two, rolling it up

I'm not just anyone, you're with the number one
I smoke your boyfriend in a backwood
Yeah, I'm down, I get inspired by that ass
I'm the star and they're just the smoke, babe

You feel it thumping if I grab your waist
Your friend’s a lesbian, I’m in there and she hesitates
Slow down, raise the temperature
Codeine and tussi, you feel like you're on top

I don’t trust anyone, but I trust you
Without you, I’m empty, but with you, I feel full
You like the movie and my Glock 22
With the Dior B22, I stand out in the crowd, yeah-yeah