QUERIDINHA

When Joca said
God gives the cold as per the blanket
And today we’re just chilling
On the grass in the yard
And to forget, we sing like this

Nostalgic hangout, beloved hangout
Dollars where we spent
Happy days of our lives

She knows it’s Guto
(Nostalgic...)

I throw dollars in the account, bitch
Just like I throw at the whore
My dude carries the paraFAL
That he calls his best friend

Underneath the shirt shining
They call it a laser sight
Saw the darling, went into shock
Bitch, that’s not a taser

I-I throw dollars in the account, bitch
Just like I throw at the whore
My dude carries the paraFAL
That he calls his best friend

Underneath the shirt shining
They call it a laser sight
Saw the darling, went into shock
Bitch, that’s not a taser

I keep the strap on my shoulder
Bitch, pass me the blunt
My gang only has 7
Rich young, I feel like a boss

Everything under the table
These dudes don’t make mistakes
We already know you’re a joke
Bitch, you’re just looking for clout

They don’t know my moves, so don’t jinx it
You know Guto’s a killer
Bitch, I don’t care about your life
I just enjoy the cash flowing

You know I’m getting rich this year
I’ll never change with my boys
They never understood my plans
So fast they didn’t even see it coming

And they wonder how Guto does it again
He-he hit it again
He-he put you in his pocket
You say it’s talent because you didn’t see my effort

Wait a minute, my gang never stops
Runs you over like a train
So much flow, so much heat
Leaves you lying in the living room

Leaves you lying in the living room
So much ammo, so much heat
Dude, better not leave the house
She knows, the most OG is always around here

(Gang, bitch, and she knows it’s Guto!)

When Joca said
God gives the cold as per the blanket
And today we’re just chilling
On the grass in the yard
And to forget, we sing like this

Nostalgic hangout

I throw dollars in the account, bitch
Just like I throw at the whore
My dude carries the paraFAL
That he calls his best friend

Underneath the shirt shining
They call it a laser sight
Saw the darling, went into shock
Bitch, that’s not a taser

I-I throw dollars in the account, bitch
Just like I throw at the whore
My dude carries the paraFAL
That he calls his best friend

Underneath the shirt shining
They call it a laser sight
Saw the darling, went into shock
Bitch, that’s not a taser