TIRITONES (part. Soge Culebra, WEST DUBAI y Selecta)

Ice, ice, I got a chain full of ice around my neck, yeah
I'm with my baby far from the cold, lying on the ground burning dry
I don't know where I came from, but if I tune up, you'll all find me
Baby, I got

Zero emotions, zero reasons, zero illusions, yeah-yeah
Zero millions, zero mansions, zero Missoni, yeah-yeah
Zero emotions, babe, don’t cry, don’t fall in love, yeah-yeah
The shivers, yeah-yeah, the shivers, yeah

Zeros and zeros and zeros and brr, here come the shivers again (yeah)
I stress and de-stress with brr, on those big tits
You’re waiting for me to get out of school, mine’s coming out on the cover of Vogue
Rolling in the Batmobile, but not the pole, got a knife inside the Cagole

Cold, cold from South Madrid, sunglasses like Pitbull
I melt like Pingu, in the cooler a Flor de Pingus
Kids on bikes and it’s not Pacific Blue, it’s the roundabout at Islazul
Snow cut like Xanadu, blocks of ice, looks like an igloo, uh (uh, yeah)

Fashion Week, we’re cold, check the outfit, it’s blue
I got a super cold ho (cold), could be from Moscow
Super cold diamonds, je, they shine without me needing light, light
She liked my diamonds, je, says they look cool on me

Fashion Week, we’re cold, check the outfit, it’s blue
I got a super cold ho (cold), could be from Moscow
Super cold diamonds, je, they shine without me needing light, light
She liked my diamonds, says they look cool on me (ah-ah-ah-ah)

Zero emotions, zero reasons, zero illusions
Zero millions, zero mansions, zero Missoni
Zero emotions, babe, don’t cry, don’t fall in love
The shivers, yeah-yeah, the shivers, yeah

Cold, cold sweats, glasses and pills like a CODE
Good liquor, like gentlemen, snakes, tigers, and sharks
I want, want more dough, macaroni dough, for the business we’re in, Corleone
You need some Danones, ah, to catch up to my heels

I make them fuck and fall in love, women and men, I look like Nagore
Summer hit, the Macu and Lore, the war between brothers, the Proma and the Gone
That’s how songs are born with thirty melons, highs and lows and depressions
Recycled J, parental advisory, cold in the body, gore movie

With the olé, olé, here come the shivers again
Cone-cone-connections, I live on trains and planes
All day traveling even though there are no vacations, far from my girl and my brothers
I’m not crying, it’s the pollen (I’m not crying, it’s the pollen; je, yeah)

Fashion Week, we’re cold, check the outfit, it’s blue (yeah)
I got a super cold ho (cold), could be from Moscow (yeah)
Super cold diamonds (ice), they shine without me needing light, light
She liked my diamonds (yeah-yeah), says they look cool on me

Fashion Week, we’re cold, check the outfit, it’s blue (yeah)
I got a super cold ho (cold), could be from Moscow (yeah)
Super cold diamonds (ice), they shine without me needing light, light
She liked my diamonds (yeah), says they look cool on me (ah-ah-ah-ah)

Ice (i-i-i-ice)
I got a chain full of ice around my neck (I got a chain and it’s ice)
I'm with my baby far from the cold, lying on the ground burning dry (dry)
I don't know where I came from, but if I tune up, you'll all find me (yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)
Baby, I got

Chills and a peak (ice) of 39 and change (ice)
When I see you I shiver (ah-ah-ah)
With that outfit you know I melt
When I see you I shiver (ah-ah-ah)

Baby, you drive me crazy, the doctor told me
Since I tried you I want medication
Zero emotions, that’s me
Ice on my neck and shivers.