Se Eu Abrir Minha Shoulder (feat. Raffa Moreira)

If I open my shoulder, these police cry
Full of money, hiding the drugs
I'll take this bitch for a ride now
I'm passing by, she's passing by, and the time is passing

Look at the kit she pierces, look at the kit she heals
When she swears to me when she gets me all messy
She feels confused
How does she search for my dark mind?

I have night vision
I drift so you can shake your ass
And the second chance depends on who passed by
Tattoo on the guy's face, valuable neck
Dangerous, from the game, he knows how to play well

He takes your glass and spills codeine on the bitch
Taking pills, I completed
Mirage that I saw, mirage I don't know
I think I saw something that I never had to see

He pilots everything, with gloves on
You took everything off, I can't explain to you
Drugs in the bag and cash in the backpack
There's Doka in the tag of this beautiful girl

She's promethazine, we finish you off easily
I mix a little of everything that's a drug
In the poledance, shake it for me
Calm down, girl, let's go to the corner
Why are you acting like this?

There are things you learn by seeing, not reading
I understand you if you give up on the end, okay, beautiful?
Speak, bitch, what do you prefer?
Escaped from bullets, ah

Scar on the skin
Who told me I would never make it?
Don't stop following me, learn if you're going to lie
I confess that we are bad

If I open my shoulder, these police cry
Full of money, hiding the drugs
I'll take this bitch for a ride now
I'm passing by, she's passing by, and the time is passing

If I open my shoulder, these police cry
Full of money, hiding the drugs
I'll take this bitch for a ride now
I'm passing by, she's passing by, and the time is passing

I won't miss the opportunity
To take the name of my city
May God take care of my life and Motoca
Who brought some grams of dry today

Freestyle command
My gun pointed at my enemy
Me and Sidoka sliding on the beat, sheesh, uh
Calm down, call Gucci
I'm having 13 .380 bullets

That I never slip up
I'm in Guarulhos, São Paulo is like that
Blueberry in the blunt inside the studio
I live among parties, bitches, bass, and 808

In the middle of quarantine focused on making money
They will never understand, look at the kit she pierces
I threw salt in the pan, because I have the sauce
Because I'm from the streets (I'm from the street for real)

Big drip, big gang, middle finger to the worms
Big hug to my brothers
That I talk to and that I consider
I won't miss the opportunity
I brought two thousand in real notes

If I open my shoulder, these police cry
Full of money, hiding the drugs
I'll take this bitch for a ride now
I'm passing by, she's passing by, and the time is passing

If I open my shoulder, these police cry
Full of money, hiding the drugs
I'll take this bitch for a ride now
I'm passing by, she's passing by, and the time is passing