Pixadão

Yeah, yeah

insane mind
Smoking several
It's just a sequence
Balloon flowing ktt is on frequency

And it's not bread for a shark to want to go out and trade with the wolf
My team plays fine and I only play fat paco

It goes inside the suitcase, it goes inside the suitcase
Hesitate again and you go inside the suitcase
You go in the suitcase, in the Opala's suitcase
He hesitates again and goes into the trunk of the Opala

You have to be willing because the ocean is a place of exchange
Dry punch without effect that leaves you buzzing
I'm talking to the walls because they are the exception
It looks like a jet because I walk around with graffiti

And I just walk around slouched
Fuck your opinion
Mama mia, mama julia I'm in doggy style
Expanding some chords like I expand my vision
There are several balloons rising
And my name is not Saint John

And my perfume, it's malbec
He is sweet but he is not peaceful
A Pakistani in your pocket melts like chocolate

Wow, Caio invents a lot, I know
But it's part of it
I send some crazy rhymes and the panther is in the art

They think I'm silly just because I'm kind of funny
Lyrical psychopath with a smile on his face
She likes her hair when it's disguised
With a temaki in my ear just to keep me turned on

Through the streets of the north at night
I make my name at night
Graffiti on the wall at night
I write at night
I live at night
I love you at night
I abandon you at night
I collect at night

It goes inside the suitcase, it goes inside the suitcase
Hesitate again and you go inside the suitcase
You go in the suitcase, in the Opala's suitcase
He hesitates again and goes into the trunk of the Opala