Bichota

It matches with my red Nikes, the color of your lips
They say you’re hot and the streets don’t lie
You love those jeans and I can’t stand the snitches
And you get bi after a few drinks

You’re a bi queen, you don’t give a damn
Your ass moves like the cash on the coast
Bi queen, you don’t give a damn
If I get in trouble, she rolls out with backup

Bi Bichota bi bi bi bi bi
Like the cash on the coast
Bi Bichota bi bi bi bi bi
Your ass moves like the cash on the coast

You’re not Karol, but you wanna be a G
You don’t want a Feid, but you want that good stuff
Knock knock, we’re running from the cops
We cover our faces, the glass is shattered

Dreaming of millions, an eye on the prize
The hood’s on fire, it’s like a safari
Kids chasing money, doing what’s necessary
A car passes by with tinted windows

Like when you and I used to do it
We’d eat each other up, we’d come undone
We knew there was no love
We’d get tangled up and wanted to lose control

You’re a bi queen, you don’t give a damn
Your ass moves like the cash on the coast
Bichota, you don’t give a damn
If I get in trouble, she rolls out with backup

Bi Bichota bi bi bi bi bi
Like the cash on the coast
Bi Bichota bi bi bi bi bi
Your ass moves like the cash on the coast

Bi Bichota bi bi bi bi bi
Like the cash on the coast
Bi Bichota bi bi bi bi bi
Your ass moves like the cash on the coast

If I get locked up, she’s gonna come for me
This love has us doomed
And a chain ties you forever
You like being with this bad boy

It matches with my red Nikes, the color of your lips
They say you’re hot and the streets don’t lie
You love those jeans and I can’t stand the snitches
And you get bi after a few drinks

Bi Bichota bi bi bi bi bi
Like the cash on the coast
Bi Bichota bi bi bi bi bi
Your ass moves like the cash on the coast

Your ass moves
Your ass moves
Your ass moves like the cash on the coast
Your ass moves