Bailalo Lento

I only smoke a cigarette when there’s no more tobacco
And I listen to those guys if they ask what disgust is
Bro, I don’t struggle to write, if you saw how it flows out
You get chills that paralyze you like a cop would

If even the saw made noise, then making noise isn’t a big deal
And you’re still a fraud even if your crew backs you
I don’t carry ammo, but I'm always planning something
Your crew isn’t a cone, but it’s full of ice cream (fake people)

So dance it slow
Scratch my back while you talk dirty to me
I know you carry rage inside you too
I’ve met plenty who tried to play me

Life is wise sometimes
I'm still with Casu, who drinks like there’s no tomorrow
From A to Z, sharper alive than dead
But I feel like if I don’t write it, it’s not real

So much God without being half-divine
I change shoes, but not my Zenit (style/attitude)
You can smell the kush right in front of the mic
Their scene is short-lived, mine lasts longer

No need to talk about Kevin, talk about Agustín
Merry Christmas, Chris and Mary showed up
Always on the podium, I look like Meryl Streep
Insomnia tears me apart, the streets call my name

The way I stir it up, they call me Demi (like a goddess)
We didn’t leave in an UFO, we showed up in a taxi
The van is shaking, and it’s because of those leggings
This is full of zombies, it looks like Atlanta
Don’t cry for me, but those cats are still missing something

So dance it slow
Scratch my back while you talk dirty to me
I know you carry rage inside you too
I’ve met plenty who tried to play me

So dance it slow
Scratch my back while you talk dirty to me
I know you carry rage inside you too
I’ve met plenty who tried to play me

You get me going fast, oh-oh-oh-oh
Mama, I'm not lying
Mama, I'm sorry
You get me going fast, oh-oh-oh-oh
Mama, I'm not lying
Mama, I'm sorry

You get me going fast, mama, I'm not lying
Mama, I'm sorry if you saw it at the show
She calls me eager, like she wants a weekend at the Blow
They won’t make it to my bed, girl, if it’s not you
That side of fame? I left it in the lobby
Only your moves take my breath away on the tour club
She’s the focus of everyone, walking on top, envied even by God

So dance it slow
Scratch my back while you talk dirty to me
I know you carry rage inside you too
I’ve met plenty who tried to play me

Life is wise sometimes
I'm still with Casu, who drinks like there’s no tomorrow
From A to Z, sharper alive than dead
But I feel like if I don’t write it, it’s not real