Cheto Mal

They told me you're quick, for mischief
Let's smoke and fly
At night, a satire, mommy, today is the day
I brought to count and spend

With the colored lights, she's getting closer to me
Smoke from the flowers is already making her dizzy
I see her smoking and I think she's laughing
She's shaking it and I'm speeding up

Quietly illegal, we kill it bad rich
Light up and pass the natural
It became normal for us to get together to do wrong
But this love is not real

Quietly illegal, we kill it bad rich
Light up and pass the natural
It became normal for us to get together to do wrong
But this love is not real

Don't look at me like that, I notice you're violent
Let's get closer in slow motion
This fantasy, mommy, I know it tempts you
But, for a while, I have the account clear

This is drama-free, easy
Mommy, get freaky
Adidas tracksuit, light up the riki
Vicky's panties, she takes them off, she's not picky
She doesn't want to be teased like Mickey

What a damn flow, mommy, you're gonna kill me
I brought you a flow to get you smoking
I have the car low, today we're gonna speed it up
If the cops come, I'm gonna burn the tire

I'm flying non-stop
Mommy, I have a bulletproof vest
For the heart, because I know you're bad
I'm gonna gather the money with a shovel
If you like it, spend it
I'm clear that nothing is given away

They told me you're quick, for mischief
Let's smoke and fly
At night, a satire, mommy, today is the day
I brought to count and spend

Quietly illegal, we kill it bad rich
Light up and pass the natural
It became normal for us to get together to do wrong
But this love is not real

Quiet-quietly illegal, we're killing it bad rich
Light up and pass the natural
It became normal for us to get together to do wrong
But this love is not real

Hey, hey
It's Mesa Tra', all the asses to the back
(Sike)
(Rodri Molina put it in China)