Rosa

The gangshit
Ha, listen
Yeah yeah yeah

That tight little dress
Has me holding back the urge
I look for you at night, we split and smoke

But I give you up in the morning, hey
I love how that lipstick looks on you
Last night she dressed up as a devil to go out hunting

Wow

She loves a rose note
She looks good, but she's not a saint
She likes to show more than necessary
I'm the only one who nails her, hey

She asks me for gelato
She wants gelato in her pussy
She wants gelato on her face
The baby wants gelato on her boobs

She misbehaves with me
She hasn't even read your messages on Instagram
She sends so many messages, but with me
Smoking and on all fours

I'm the tough guy and she knows it
In bed, the one who gives it to her without manners
I know that ass is worth a couple of grand
A little more and I make a couple of investments
She likes weed, parties, and pills

Rebellious since she was 16
An Italian van every weekend
She dresses in red like Money Heist
Oh woman

The way you move has more than one
Wanting to do it like that, don't you see?
It's known that you're bad, it's clear from afar
But I already know you're not for just anyone

I like it like this
Hot with me, but with everyone else
These pigeons are cold like Mount Everest
She doesn't stop with me, this is the fourth time she's come
She sends me wet photos and says: Look how you have me

That ass is so big that
Anyone who goes in there gets lost
She trains from Monday to Thursday to have tequila on Fridays
I'm not Don Omar, but she always comes back to me
We're nothing, but I'm the one who wraps her up

She loves a rose note
She looks good, but she's not a saint
She likes to show more than necessary
I'm the only one who nails her, hey

She loves a rose note
She looks good, but she's not a saint
She likes to show more than necessary
I'm the only one who nails her, hey

It's Soto, nigga
Is Venezuela real motherfucking trappers
Hey, Venezuela in the house, right?