CAÇA ÀS BRUXAS

(Yo, ho, ho, ho, ho)
(Yo, ho, ho, ho, ho)

Today's the day to hunt witches, bitch (bitch)
I grabbed my balaclava to hide my face (my face)
Pussyboy appears in the sights
My choppa's impatient
If she doesn't like your face, you're dead (uh)

This cash, I stack it all the same
With this little nymphet, man, I flex all the same (flex)
I don't know why this brokeboy is hurting
Want to live my life?
Damn, then pay the price (pay the price, damn)

This guy tries to be like us
You want to copy, but you're more or less (more or less)
You're off the beat, and you don't realize it (off the beat)
Doesn't he have a friend to tell him it's ugly? (Haha)
I calibrated the codeine in the cup (calibrated)
That's why, bitch, I'm sleepy (sleepy)
She's sitting, and I'm melting
She's sitting, and I'm melting

Be careful who you mess with
I pull the square out of my bag
I leave you perforated and still steal your bad bitch
Leeches wanting to suck my cash
You know who rocks the party
The chain always brings the vibe
Know who has the rarest flow?
This aesthetic is just a detail
This whore sucking me in the club

Today's the day to hunt witches, bitch (bitch)
I grabbed my balaclava to hide my face (uh-huh)
Pussyboy appears in the sights (uh-huh)
My choppa's impatient
If she doesn't like your face, you're dead (you're dead)
This cash, I stack it all the same (uh)
With this little nymphet, man, I flex all the same (flex)
I don't know why this brokeboy is hurting (hurting)
Want to live my life?
Damn, then pay the price

Playboy motherfucker, you stay silent
You know it's Ugão in this bitch (Ugão in this bitch)
If you try us, we'll kick your ass
What can I do if the kids are badass, asshole
If you want, you can try to come hand-to-hand
This dude is ugly as fuck, he's a dog
Damn, fuck you
It's lit, you know, damn, it's Ugão
I already said it, I repeated it
This slut is mine, I repeated it

I say it and I repeat it
My bitch has
A-a-a-a-a big
A-a-a big ass tit
A-a-a-a-a big ass tit, one
A-a-a-a-a big ass tit, one
A-a-a-a-a big ass tit, one, one
I don't like your face, go fuck yourself
We're chu, we're chucro
I'm with the tutu
Knife in my hand, hidden like a ghost
You guys get mad
Your sound is trash
My sound is fire
War weapons in my pants

(Yo, ho, ho, ho, ho)
(Yo, ho, ho, ho, ho)