Pacto (feat. Jay Wheeler, Dei V y Hades66) [explícita]

Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Yeah

You've been missing for days, not even posting a story
I didn't save a picture, but I have screenshots of you in my memory, yeah
I want to give it to you again
Grab you by the neck, pull you by the hair, and fuck you hard
If you want to repeat, you decide

Fucking, we have a pact
I'm addicted to you like grass
She doesn't like or follow me
But she put me in touch with a devil

Fucking, we have a pact
I'm addicted to you like grass
She doesn't like or follow me
But she put me in touch with a devil

Hey, mommy, tell me where I can see you
Let me know if I can pick you up after the party
I like it when you touch your pussy and lick your fingers
And you, with that slutty face, have me hooked
That's why I fuck you, spit on you, and play around

Baby, your booty looks so good
There are more than fifteen for you to spend and go to the beauty parlor
Tell her this is real, this is not Call Of Duty
On social media, she acts like a saint, but with me, she's a groupie

No follow back, and I'm the one who penetrates her, hollow flow
If that pussy were a hoop, I wouldn't miss
She's the toughest one in her neighborhood
And, moving that ass, she makes thousands daily
And I eat her out when I grab her

She always calls after getting drunk so that
I go and take away her horniness, baby
We see each other and break all the rules
I come inside her, might make her mom a grandma

Fucking, we have a pact
I'm addicted to you like grass
Ma, she doesn't like or follow me
But she has a devil in contact

Fucking, we have a pact
I'm addicted to you like grass
She doesn't like or follow me
But she put me in touch with a devil

Make that ass bounce, I like it like that
To fuck you in La Concha and not in the Embassy
I have the iPhone to record you if you're going to come
To reach your G-spot, I invented the lane

Go and show off to your friends, don't talk about money
I give you ten grand weekly
They rain on you like confetti, these fools behind you
Inside, mommy, I'm going to tear you apart

Go and show off to your friends, don't talk about money
I give you ten grand weekly
They rain on you like confetti, these fools behind you
Inside, mommy, I'm going to tear you apart

I seize that pussy
I give you the G code when I come down with the Grand Theft Auto movie
I put it in driver, Tesla is on autopilot
I unlocked her and, in Pro Tools, I'm her high low

After messing her up, I gave her so much hair styling that I fixed her
She's high, I'm the drug
Sucking, she graduated, take this rope, I'm happy
I came inside, oops, it wasn't on purpose

But it's the horniness, you know how it goes
She's not a Mercedes leather, no
I put her in park when she's in drive, hey
For the convertible top, she sucks me off on the Interdrive

Big fries and a big booty like Ice Spic
We bought an Olympus and filled it like three hard drives
From recording so much, all the porn was just for show
She turned around, now she has a porn channel

I text her with emoji drops, she responds with a hundred
She says I'm authorized to enter the condo
To arrive with condoms and fuck her
I already got her boobs done

You know this Sauceboy has the recipe
Fine, she gets so wet that I gave her Aquafina as contact
This dick is your adrenaline and I always inject you with morphine, what?
(Haha, what's up, baby?)

Fucking, we have a pact
I'm addicted to you like grass
She doesn't like or follow me
But she put me in touch with a devil

Fucking, we have a pact
I'm addicted to you like grass
She doesn't like or follow me
But she put me in touch with a devil

What? Haha
Tre' Letra, La L
Dei V
Underwater
The flavor
Tell me, Conep
Make Money

Hey, Jay Wheeler with the flavor, bastard
You know, never seen before, hold on
You already know
Tell me, Wheeler
Tell me, Hades
Tell me, Dei V (The Positive)
We are the owners of the street, they're going to the sidewalk
Brr, they fell
(What?)