Cartão Black (feat. KayBlack)

I fueled the tiger, gave him food to fetch his partner (that Wall beat, he's not there for nothing)
I dressed up, I let the crocodile rest under the coconut tree
I already went to the big guy, I already sent the disguise, the hair is on point
I rescued the tiger, fueled him, gave him food to fetch his partner
I realized that the hustlers only play if they have a car and money

So put the big tractors on the track
The ones that haunt in São Paulo
The desire of several bandits
The nightmare of these rich kids
Confident, only moving forward
Gift of touch, king of witchcraft
They call it love, life
But it wasn't like that in the old days

(She calls it love, life)
(Hey, Skull)

I rescued my black card
I rescued my black card, called KayBlack, even the attendant smiled
I used to shop at 25, and today, at Lacoste, I spent twenty-five thousand
I even bought a black girl, aka African, with the surname Twin
But it's not me in charge, no, I let a brother drive for me
I still remember my bike, all equipped with motorcycle handlebars
I ran a lot without losing focus
Today the Trojan Horse is me who runs it
And I can't, and I can't
Always rolling in my neighborhood (in my neighborhood)
Being an inspiration for all the kids (all the kids)
Fridge full, food on the table
That boy just wants to know if my clothes are brand or fake

I dressed up with the key set that comes from a foreign country
I went through the bad phase, faced the fear, I was never an heir
I rescued the tiger, fueled him, gave him food to fetch his partner
I realized that the hustlers want to play with those who have a car and money

I dressed up, I let the crocodile rest under the coconut tree
I already went to the big guy, I already sent the disguise, the hair is on point
I rescued, fueled the tiger, gave him food to fetch his partner
I realized that the hustlers only play if they have a car and money

So put the big tractors on the track
The ones that haunt in São Paulo
The desire of several bandits
The nightmare of these rich kids
Confident, only moving forward
Gift of touch, king of witchcraft
They call it love, life
But it wasn't like that in the old days