A Mi Que Chucha Tù

We agree, I know how it is
I left behind the things of yesterday
I go my way, you know what to do
I'm no longer interested in f***ing pleasures
ye ye ye ye ye ye

All your deceptions made me suffer
In every way, I tried to keep going
Things have changed, they're not the same
I have a gift for you, you're going to feel it

WHAT THE F*** DO I CARE

I'm not a dumbass, I can tell
All your lies intertwine endlessly
While you were thinking about what would become of me
I was already imagining far away from you
ye ye ye ye ye

What the f*** do I care about your way of loving
What the f*** do I care if you want to kill yourself
What the f*** do I care if you let yourself be f***ed
By the whole country and even by your dad

AND WHAT THE F*** DO I CARE

I have a gift for you that you're going to like
If you don't believe me, ask your mom
How good she f***s and lets herself be f***ed
Your mom, your grandma, and your friend are already in on it

WHAT THE F*** DO I CARE