PIERDO EL CONTROL (part. Recycled J)

I fell for your eyes, for your ass
I sold you my heart, it was broken
Here, it never feels like enough, I grab another
What were you expecting from us? We're crazy

Balaclava, bad girls, and expensive bottles
I got that stuff, I got the hustle, mamajuana
Short skirt and high-end, bad reputation
I might die tomorrow

But today I lose control
Pull out the pink powder and I won't say no
Colombian and alcohol
I close the blinds when the sun comes up, eh

Today you stay outside, no tickets at the door
In our case, demand exceeds supply
That beef is gonna end in a fight
This shit tastes like glory like a kilo of ye-ye-

I hit the spot and the owner comes to greet
I roll with twenty homies, like Zé Pequeno
What I live awake is better than what I dream
That's why I don't waste time

But today I lose control
Pull out the pink powder and I won't say no
Colombian and alcohol
I close the blinds when the sun comes up

Balenciaga front row, weed and snow
I got the swagger, I got the flow, hello
Party in El Viso with a mink coat
I don't ask for permission or forgiveness
I roll in with Fer and Gon (who are they?)

For you, Waor and Natos
The cops want pics, they don't ask for my info
I say cheese with my crew, I spend it in a flash
Babe, I promised I wouldn't go out

But today I lose control
Pull out the pink powder and I won't say no
Colombian and alcohol
I close the blinds when the sun comes up

But today I lose control
Pull out the pink powder and I won't say no
Colombian and alcohol
I close the blinds when the sun comes up