Hello Cotto

Gang, damn, shkere, uoh!
Money, money damn, damn
Bullet, bullet, prra, prra!

I drown in the garbage because my heart has been broken for a long time
But well, it's my thing, I have this mania that drives me crazy
We're in the flower shop and I have a Maria who is a lotus flower
Watch out, it hits like cotto
Watch out, it hits like cotto

I have empty hands
If there's a piggy bank, tell me where to break it
Fuck the police, the CIA is following me
If you're listening: Hello moto
He wants medicine, Larry is looking for it
Tell me how much, I'll write it down
Watch out, it hits like cotto
Watch out, it hits like cotto

My music hits like cotto, like powerful molly
I'm possessed, floating, as if I'm taking the rose
Your gangsters with remote control, talk a lot and do little
They're nothing to me, if they shoot at me, I don't notice

Always face for a photo, I never really know what's going on
I'm lying down, feeling heavy, the madness doesn't go away
The anxiety stresses me so much, that from now on I live at home
I go GTA as a pilot, watch out, it hits like cotto

I'm from the kids in the back, from the trouble addicts
Better not mess with my crew, they're all crazy and I don't oppose
Don't mention me, I won't mention them, with my men on my shoulders
They go to bed, I don't have leftovers
From rich to poor as it goes

They already know me as the monster
My flow doesn't match my face
I'm either Jesus or an apostle
I'm either from the Bronx or from Boston
The little seed is not rice, I'm
You keep going, this is popcorn
Golden bows, pure porn
I'm not high, I'm in trouble

And what they say about me doesn't matter to me
And what they say about me doesn't bother me, ao ah ah ah ao

I drown in the garbage because my heart has been broken for a long time
But well, it's my thing, I have this mania that drives me crazy
We're in the flower shop and I have a Maria who is a lotus flower
Watch out, it hits like cotto (cotto)
Watch out, it hits like cotto (cotto)

I have empty hands
If there's a piggy bank, tell me where to break it
Fuck the police, the CIA is following me
If you're listening: Hello moto
He wants medicine, Larry is looking for it
Tell me how much, I'll write it down
Watch out, it hits like cotto
Watch out, it hits like cotto

Ask for the scene, I'll invoice it
That it's stuck, the one that invoices the most
Why criticize? Better mature, man
The mind on winning like Yaya Toure
There's no being that's not cured
I wanted to change, but I couldn't anymore
They're worried about my auto-tune
And I'm worried about the pain of so many Mondays

Mom just asks me not to smoke
It's useless to swear in vain
To do things that I couldn't do before
Duki shoots even if Mauro doubts

I'm the boy, the year, dark-eyed
I carry the double barrel, polarized flow
What's up with your crew? Do they have a lawyer?
Call Burlando because I'm joking
I crowned bottles with the first payment
In the second, sneakers, in the third, grams
With the fourth, the kilo, see what we're talking about
With a little style, we achieve everything here

I have them outside with the dog tied up
Waiting for it to calm down to take a bite
And it's not that I don't listen because I'm spoiled
It's that everyone lies here and I'm distrustful
Let the bug suck me, I'm a bad boy
The band is Venezuela is on my side
With paid studies and I'm not on scholarship
I don't carry a cross, but I live crossed (prra, prra!)

I drown in the garbage because my heart has been broken for a long time
But well, it's my thing, I have this mania that drives me crazy
We're in the flower shop and I have a Maria who is a lotus flower
Watch out, it hits like cotto, watch out, it hits like cotto

I have empty hands
If there's a piggy bank, tell me where to break it
Fuck the police, the CIA is following me
If you're listening, hello moto
He wants medicine, Larry is looking for it
Tell me how much, I'll write it down
Watch out, it hits like cotto
Watch out, it hits like cotto