COSTA QUENTE (feat. Kyan)
FLACKO
HOT COAST (feat. Kyan)
Bring the bitches close
With a little flag
From my ship, pull your panties to the side
Where I'm from, messing up in the houses, people don't have a chat
Used to walk with me, now they're enemies, gonna get caught
Focus on the troop leader, fool, not believing in the talk?
Cover that virgin pussy, Kyan, throw it in the car trunk
Smoking strong, skunk, envy my success, call me great
I'm the hot coast of the gang, highly respected two steps ahead
All success for the gang but oh, our color still doesn't allow
Everything about us is true, don't confuse art with a drug dealer
Bitches wanting to give me pussy, I'll quickly pull the foundation
Your husband in jail, don't worry, he'll find out
Now you're [?] just because you lost your posture
I won't apologize if I call you a whore all the time
Now that you know real trap has no lies here
Lost several friends just shooting at the time of exchange
You don't live in the favela, you don't know the hardship the troop goes through
You're screwed, don't get out of the car, train throws a grenade
You act like a thug but everyone knows your mom supports you
Learn to speak the truth, man, have some shame
Get off the stage now, it's time for the black ones
White fool, screwed up, I see your trap is all outdated
Bring the bitches close with Tommy outfit and a little flag
You get inside my ship, pull your panties to the side
I always dress up but it's expensive, I'm a fashion killa (killa)
Best mandrake creation
Rich cutting in line
You know I'm famous
Don't know what I do
Just want to fuck
Rich, young, drake and from the favela
I'm Mbappé
Traded BMW for the Mercedes G-Class
I'll put you in and call you a whore, point G striker
Bring the bitches close with Tommy outfit and a little flag
You get inside my ship, pull your panties to the side
I always dress up but it's expensive, I'm a fashion killa (killa)
Best mandrake creation
Rich cutting in line
Where I'm from, messing up in the houses, people don't have a chat
Used to walk with me, now they're enemies, gonna get caught
Focus on the troop leader, fool, not believing in the talk?
Cover that virgin pussy, Kyan, throw it in the car trunk