Brinca Com a Colega (feat. Wg)

24, new year, I’m packing heat
If I say jump, you jump; if I say sit, you sit
Young girl from the south side with a tattoo of a chili
WG with the G3 and Guizin with the .380
Rolling deep with two girls in a Sonata
Lc’s got a fifth with another covering the plate

She comes up here to the hood to play with her girl
And shows up in a new outfit, we’re ready for her
We drag her to the spot with her friend
To play with the goods, so come with your legs open
Salsero goes all night, wants Buchanan's or Macallan
And the crew’s got the rarest, just a phone from the block
She spotted the crew, shining like a diamond
Valuable, poised, little thinker in mind
The party gets lit when she loses her shyness
Comes in a little Prada dress, asks to ride the wave
Of the weed that got her wild, mama kicked her out
Got involved with the crazy life

She comes up here to the hood to play with her girl
And shows up in a new outfit, we’re ready for her
We drag her to the spot with her friend to play with the goods
So come with your legs open

She’s 17, growing up, looking fine, posted on her story
And posted on Facebook that she’s hitting a block party
Where we know each other from end to end, crossing the line
And gets involved with the crew, and in the end, you’ll give me the goods
To your daddy, you’re an angel, but in the alley, you reveal
And the young girl likes the bad boys, grinding on acrylic nails

So go on, go on, grind girl
Riding the wave, biting the pillow
So go on, go on, grind girl
Riding the wave, biting the pillow

Go on, go on, grind girl

She comes up here to the hood to play with her girl
And shows up in a new outfit, we’re ready for her
We drag her to the spot with her friend to play with the goods
So come with your legs open