Vete Pal Carajo (remix) (feat. Yan Block, Jay Wheeler, Nio Garcia, Brytiago y Casper Magico)

Yeah-eh-eh
This is the remix
Brytiago, baby

For me you can go back to the womb of the mother who bore you
What bore you? One plus one, were already three
And I sent them both to hell (bye)
Yes, I pull out a Glock
To shoot the one who shot me wherever I see him
I no longer drool over you
If I have ten more who come and drool over me
You went your way and I didn't know
That when I followed you, I was going to get lost
You played it well, you caught me as a fool
Because you're an angel dressed as Lucifer
I don't need that ass anymore
Find someone else to split you
And so there are no doubts, I got on with Yan Block and Jay Wheeler
Baby, to tell you

Go to hell
Go to hell, go to hell, go to hell
Get out of here, take all the bad with you, go to hell
Go to hell (go to hell)
Go to hell, go to hell
Go to hell, go to hell
Go to hell, go to hell
Go to hell, oh (go to hell)
Girl, go to hell, go to hell, oh (oh)
Girl, go to hell, go to hell
Go to hell, go to hell, go to hell, oh

I hate you, I detest you
I see the texts and go to bed
But I no longer bother you
And I no longer pay attention to you
For the rest of my life
Thirteen years of life were subtracted with you
Because of the wounds
Trying to find a way out
For your fights I light a Phillie
For your lies I light a Phillie
For your promises I light a Phillie
For your betrayal I lit ten Phillies
For your boyfriend, let it be two trillion
For the money, I'm going to be a millionaire
For my life, I'm already chilling
And for the fucking mother who bore you

Go to hell, go to hell
Go to hell, go to hell
Go to hell, oh (go to hell)
Girl, go to hell, go to hell, oh (oh)
Girl, go to hell, go to hell
Go to hell, go to hell, go to hell, oh (we are the magic ones, baby)

Baby, what we had died
Like the engine of the plane that never took off (took off)
Like the flowers of that old lover who got tired and never sent them (ah)
Like it never existed (existed)
To the love of his life that never returned (returned)
Looking for answers where there were none
And disappeared among the ashes (Casper!)
Baby, you broke the contract
You who were my bitch and I was your helmet
But you changed the pounds for sacks
I who was your pine, you were my Draco (my Draco)
I sent you to hell (hell)
With all the clothes, the garments, and the heels
I was well juquea'o, to that ass a tecato
Now I have another baby and I fuck her like a beast (uh!)
And she fucks more than you (than you)
She gets really slutty like on PornHub
She put on a baby doll and did it for me
Like you didn't
Go to hell, go far away
I no longer believe in your old stories
I die single
Son of a bitch, I wasn't born to be a fool

Go to hell (uh, uh), go to hell
Go to hell, go to hell
Go to hell, oh (oh)
Girl, go to hell, go to hell, oh (oh)
Girl, go to hell, go to hell
Go to hell, go to hell, go to hell, oh (we are the magic ones, baby)

Looking at the sky
When you left I asked God what the hell am I going to do
He said: You see that you lost nothing
So think to be thankful
That in life you don't subtract in vain
Sometimes losing is more than what we gain
We are always betrayed where we give everything
And when they give us everything, then we betray
That's the balance, fuck romance
Your soul comes first, let it get tired
Your mishap pisses me off
Why do they always include a third person?
I never spoke badly to you, but what a bitch
The cheaters are always the most quarrelsome
Beware of the one who questions so much
After you do everything she mentions
Normally if I send to hell, I do it permanently
I hate you so much that I did it by text, I didn't want to do it face to face
I shit on your friend, the one who advises you
Although it's your fault for giving her the complaints
Thanks to you, love makes me nauseous, I don't want a partner anymore

Go to hell, go to hell, go to hell
Where I've come, it's been a lot of work
Go to hell, go to hell
Go to hell, go to hell
Go to hell, uoh (uoh), girl (uh, uh)
Go to hell (uh, uh), go to hell
Go to hell, go to hell
Go to hell, oh (oh)
Girl, go to hell, go to hell, oh (oh)
Girl, go to hell, go to hell
Go to hell, go to hell, go to hell, oh

You killed the emotions
You left without giving me reasons
In the street you paint yourself as a saint, but breaking hearts is your thing
Now I have more options
Cupid went on vacation
As Ñengo says, fake love and condom love
I hope you cry when you mention me
Your friend tells me she wants to come back, damn
Look what a big deal, thanks to you I don't believe in relationships
I light a couple of blunts in your name
My dad told me not to get my hopes up
Now I dedicate myself to writing songs to you

And go to hell, go to hell
Go to hell, go to hell, oh
Girl, go to hell, go to hell, oh
Girl, go to hell, go to hell
Go to hell, go to hell, go to hell (girl)