SETEADORA (remix) (part. JC Reyes)

It's Kosfinger, baby
Charlee, Charlee, hit it, hit it
You're turning out to be a problem for everyone in the Octagon
Who do you want to see next when you step into the Octagon?
Everybody, everybody, I'm here for everybody, take 'em all out, ah

I wanted to greet you, but with my strap (hahaha)
With the trigger I say: Hello (brr)
Don't go out at night, watch the time (c'mon)
After 10 is when you start to cry
What block are you controlling? (ATR)
Gotta light it up, no matter the hour
Artists dropping bars on the low (paw)
You don’t wanna see it after I mention (brr, paw)

Who are the people you mention? (Who are they?)
If they call you the crybaby (motherfucker)
I challenge you to a get back and you don’t react
People don’t die alone, the rhythm, look how it flows (c'mon, c'mon, c'mon)
(After we hit 'em hard in the coat)
Who wants the crown?
Come at me, and you’ll get crowned (come on)
I like setters and thick girls, the crew also detonates (haha)

She left you because you don’t steal (brr)
Don’t even know how to use a gun (paw, paw, paw)
Papy Black, piece of shit, watch out if you die in a coma
We don’t forgive, that’s God who forgives (hahaha)
And when we shoot, that’s a red alert

I’m at a birthday throwing confetti
Everyone on the ground like the drippy
Artist and shooter, that’s fifty-fifty (on the ground)
If you don’t drop thirty, I find that too cheap
They get scared, I light it up on suspicion, looking for the gap, LA’s on your tail
They turned left, I turned right
I got a demon in my right hand

She’s a setter, you mess with her wrong
The clip’s full of heat
You won’t run if this stick catches you (trr)
Go ahead, smack it if it slipped
I’ll light you up with a headshot (shot), Indians following the arrow (paw, paw)
Leather, why you creeping up?
We already have a date for your death

We only go where I don’t get caught (prr)
I don’t think and I pull the trigger (wuh)
On missions, I roll sober, I don’t like to hit even cigarettes
(I'm on my way to being a millionaire) millionaire (millionaire, uoh)
Who wants the crown?
That I was gonna let it go? I’ll take care of it (prr)
I like it when she sucks, when she swallows
You have a light, come so I can turn it off

(We’re collecting even in dollars)
To whoever owes me, don’t pay me back
Loaded up, I’m going everywhere
With the bullets, I’m juggling (paw, paw, paw, paw)
I’ll send you to God if you make a move (make a move)

It's Kosfinger, baby