Desfile Na Favela (feat. Veigh)

It's the toledo, right?
Bvga, what are you doing?

Yeah
I know this bitch finds me boring
I do trap, I don't do comedy
Every week one at my house (yeah)
I never hit the same key
Model going up, model going down
It looks like a parade in the favela
Get ready for the game, get up, warm up
It looks like a parade in the favela

Take this drink, head spins like a beyblade
Your chest, my wallpaper
Want to use my kits, then you break the bank
Thinking it's an outlet?
She's not yours, she was just in your turn
Implies that I fucked you well
Continue, tell me what I already know
If you want to fuck in a hotel room, we rent

Pity, she thinks she's the only one
Relax bae'
Just today you're the only one
That way, you won't be disappointed
Just shake that ass to the beat of the buga (jump, jump)
Treat me like a toy (ah, ah)
My dick makes it a bounce house (yeah)
It looks like a hula hoop the way you move that waist

Yeah, it's the danzo
One goes down and the other goes up
It looks like a parade in the favela (yeah)
Every leftover money (uh-huh)
I buy gifts and presents for her (her)
And everything we carry
Becomes a trend in the break (y'ah)
And we spend the money
From this life you take nothing
Didn't want to lie (never)
Didn't even want to touch the subject
Because we weren't even together
You insist you're in charge of me (yeah)
Still I'm the one who comes out as the bad guy (uh, uh)
But you already knew it like this
I don't deny that I'm a scoundrel
You like the sex and I treat you with care
You lied well, but I already knew the truth (ah)
If you want to come, come, but it's just a fling
And I also like it when you sit for the drak
Getting attached is part of it (uh-huh)
But I won't dwell on this

Yeah
I know this bitch finds me boring
I do trap, I don't do comedy (I do comedy)
Every week one at my house (yeah)
I never hit the same key
Model going up, model going down
It looks like a parade in the favela
Get ready for the game, get up, warm up
It looks like a parade in the favela

Take this drink, head spins like a beyblade
Your chest, my wallpaper
Want to use my kits, then you break the bank
Thinking it's an outlet?
She's not yours, she was just in your turn
Implies that I fucked you well
Continue, tell me what I already know
If you want to fuck in a hotel room, we rent