Que Arrebate (part. Lil Naay, Huan62, Slayter y Sugarhill Ddot)

What a snatch, we went for it, Alofoke
I always have the big comb on
These leathers are so wet, just for the sound

He's going to move to where the bandits are (Jisac)
He's going to move to where the bandits are
He's going to move to where the bandits are
He's going to move to where the bandits are

Yeah
She likes money, and her boyfriend is at zero
He's going to move to where the bandits are
Hit me right now, and I already look like a kilera
These leathers are so wet, just for the sound (yeah)

I look like I'm from the north, smoking a northern exotic (dark-haired)
Yeah, on the block
That bad girl wants me to crash her
He likes banditry, and as I can see the Glock-pe
Stop, stop, stop, stop

I look like I'm from the north, smoking an exotic from the north
Yeah, on the block
That bad girl wants me to crash her
He likes banditry, and the sound of the Glock-pe

I want to give you ñema, I don't know why
I was singing, and you were freaking out all night
Lend me that ass, I'll fill it with milk
She wants to be a bitch, to be spit on and to be choked

I'm going with the bandit in front and 2 dogs in the back
In Mercedes making court
I always have the big comb on
And the little one in case I step on it to the top

That a-, that a-, that a-, that a
What a snatch, we went for it, Alofoke
In my ears, I had a bat
Those people weren't going to make me throw it away

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Let it snatch
As far as they're concerned, 'we're on the block.'
In my ears, I had a bat
Ap in the hand, and around the neck an ingot

A-, a-, a-, a
A long comb and a short one
I have a dripping that even I can't stand
The baby looks at me strangely because of the Glock I carry
I put the comb through his shorts
What a snatch, with leather pile on the High Seas on a yacht

I stop quickly and it makes me kill her
And I was dying of a fit, ah-ah-ah
Damn big ass, tell me and I'll stop you in your zone, ah
That ass is big, don't say no
Tonight I might eat it (ah-ah-ah)

The Bandi and the Brujos, the whores in the tube
Testing the glock, shooting in the bucket
The pieces are insecure, I stick them against the wall
The cops catch me, I'm blind, they're dumb

I'm fucking this whole groupie
Big racks looking like blue cheese
Fifty in the entire Gucci wallet
The saint, I turn her into a dirty one

Treezone on the weekends, nails in the jacuzzi
Bandit like Tego, they want to sweep my name to the ground
But I snatch myself up and take flight, long night in the ghetto
Man, I grew up with a gunman
A baseball player sells me the clubs

Target has been the same, they send my chain (my chain)
Talking on the net, but Pablo doesn't stop (he doesn't stop)
I want to make a trio with La Nay and Shupamela (and Shupamela)
They don't put it like me, you have to turn it on (turn it on)
Smoking on the opps, Pachino style
I'm a baby gangster, I always hang out with killers

Dior ski mask, to protect myself from enemies
I'm from Sugar Hill, I grew up with the bandits
Shorty make it clap, gang, in 4 I love you
I know you're bougie, but I'm sincere
I'll buy you designer, but suck it first
I know you, It's a girl, so, stop me with leather (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

I look like I'm from the north, smoking an exotic from the north
Yeah, on the block
That devil wants me to crash her
He likes banditry, and the sound of the Glock-pe

A long comb and a short one
The Bandi and the Brujos, the whores in the tube
He's going to move to where the bandits are (Jisac)
He's going to move to where the bandits are