No Salgo de Casa

Since I was a little boy allergic to fake people
Dressed in designer clothes, but no one fits me
Quickly put down anyone who rises
And fire for you and all your group, yape
I let myself be guided by what you're worth
But don't come fronting if you don't have money
You're a six-foot model, all long-legged
Walking barefoot on this marble, yes
Just ask if you don't believe
The women throw themselves alone and in groups at the same time (at the same time)
Only drinks is what you see
Walking to my room in a line of three by three (oh, shit)
I dress fine, from a catalog (catalog)
You keep looking analog (analog)
I don't know why they act tough
If when I bring out the magic it quickly ends the dialogue
I leave them crazy, like a psychologist (psychologist)
His woman making golo-golo
Fighting with me is not an option
I have a tough heart and the cardiologist didn't tell me
I say it

I'm smoking molasses (molasses)
It comes straight from NASA
I spend the whole stash, I don't leave home
Fucci and Ferragamo, all the fat (okay, okay)
I'm smoking molasses
It comes straight from NASA
I spend the whole stash, I don't leave home (alright)
Balenciaga and Fendi, all the fat, yeah

I have everything I dreamed of (everything I dreamed of)
Much more than I deserve (alright)
I took over by force (I took over by force)
I don't back down, I'm always ready
No one believes you (believes you)
You talk a lot, but always do the opposite
You can be seen from afar (seen from afar)
Envy when they see me, ah-ah
Hey, you don't have to go to the botanical garden (let's go)
When you're with daddy and the orgasms are organic
Wow, always with the fat on top
As if I worked in a mechanic shop
She's kind of satanic in bed (satanic)
And she has a British accent (my God)
She gave a couple of pulls of this mess
She forgot about finesse and brought out the sadistic, ouh (sadistic)

I'm smoking molasses
It comes straight from NASA
I spend the whole stash, I don't leave home (oh, babe)
Gucci and Ferragamo, all the fat (okay, okay)
I'm smoking molasses
It comes straight from NASA
I spend the whole stash, I don't leave home (alright)
Balenciaga and Fendi, all the fat, yeah

Alex Frequency