Chicle

Motherfucker
Fuckin' free (son of a bitch)
C.R.O, motherfucker (C.R.O, nigga)
MDB Crew (hey, mua)
Hmm, shh

Hmm, shh, eh
Your street marked, always hanging out with my G's, with my G's
Hmm, shh, eh
Turning the game around and they didn't expect me to, -pect me to
Hmm, shh, eh
Your street marked, always hanging out with my G's, with my G's
Hmm, shh, eh (realize, eh)
Turning the game around and they didn't expect me to (yeah, ah)

I thought about reaching the top but I'm not interested anymore
I'm more about giving in to laziness, messing up pieces
Working alone so I don't get surprises (hey)
We all want to bring bread to the table
Your highness, stepping ahead
Music for lazy people, for scoundrels, for rich people, for thugs
The same arrogant ones, with the old customs
What do they want? I'm just a singer
And I cry if I can't find the treasure on the map
Golden mental state, mom, we pray for you
More than once we must have been alone
Creating new ways without knowing where we are
Whether I'm worth it or not
I was chewing gum, sorry if I'm late
I carry the weight, and yet
Suffering is less when the drink is bitter

Hmm, shh, eh
Your street marked, always hanging out with my G's, with my G's
Hmm, shh, eh
Turning the game around and they didn't expect me to, -pect me to
Hmm, shh, eh
Your street marked, always hanging out with my G's, with my G's
Hmm, shh, eh (realize, eh)
Turning the game around and they didn't expect me to

I get lost in her ass, ass, ass
She passes by and I stay silent, silent, silent
Just drugs and smoke, smoke, smoke
Just three and there's one, one, one

I get lost in her ass, ass, ass
She passes by and I stay silent, silent, silent
Just drugs and smoke, and smoke, and smoke
Just three and there's one, oh, you know

I get lost in her ass, ass, ass
She passes by and I stay silent, silent, silent
Just drugs and smoke, and smoke, and smoke
Just three and there's one, oh, you know, you know

I get lost in her ass, ass, ass
She passes by and I stay silent, silent, silent
Just drugs and smoke, and smoke, and smoke
Just three and there's one, oh, you know, you know, you know

Uh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
C.R.O, son of a-
Ay-ay-ay, ay-ay-ay-ay

Ay, bad things usually tempt me, the dead are hungry
It's madness, it's going to kill me, or what will it be? (what will it be?)
Ay, I get lost in her gaze, heating the spoon
I fight with the pillow if you leave
Oh, I don't know, I think today is Tuesday
I swear, baby, I want to love you
But I dedicate myself to art and there's nothing else, ah
It's four in the afternoon, the asphalt is burning
Another day of hell in the city (in the city), hey
She hides her stuff in my room
I don't deduce what she's up to, up to
She's complicated, she loves simplicity
I don't let go of where she'll be, she'll be

Uh, you're to blame
Ah, for what happens to me
Uh, you're to blame
You're to blame (you're to blame)

Uh, you're to blame (you're to blame)
For what happens to me
Uh, you're to blame
You're to blame (you're to blame; hey)

She's so expensive, she gives herself away
I have to leave so she can choose to come back (-choose to come back; hey)
I lost my wings a long time ago (lost my wings)
For now, we only dedicate ourselves to drinking
Excuse me, baby, I know I have to leave this
But not doing it would make me fall, hey
Chewing gum while they fight for a spot
The honest one helps the one who didn't see
But now it's all about you, you

(You're to blame, the blame-; for what happens to me, -happens)
(You, you're to blame, you're to blame, hey)
(Uh, you're to blame, you're to blame)
(Uh, you're to blame, you're to blame, you are; hey, hey)
Mua (ah!; ah!; ah!; ah!)