Favorita (feat. Goude, Vk Mac e Yunk Vino)

I get lost in your sight
Chill out, babe, you know you’re my favorite
Pour down gin, whiskey, bourbon, that’s cool
I don’t feel so normal-al-al-al
You can see
I need this ritual-al-al-al to survive

I get lost in your sight
Chill out, babe, you know you’re my favorite
Pour down pills, whiskey, bourbon, that’s cool
I don’t feel so normal-al-al-al
You can see
I need this ritual-al-al-al to survive

You know you’re my favorite
Your ass is huge
Smoke that blunt and get high
She looks at me and sees diamonds
I know you smoke good
That’s why we always have ganja
I grab my racks I got in the bank
Every day’s a vibe for life

I get lost in your sight (sight)
Baby, I want you every day
You know you’re my favorite
I don’t spend, I invest (a lot of cash)
Counting money’s become a habit
She counts with me (spends with me)
Got a lot of commitments
Purple cup’s turning blue
I’m pretty high and she wants it
To end up in my room

I feel this shot and still standing
You feel it like voodoo
You ask for a slap and look at me
Want me to call you just boo
A little touch and she gets wet
Candy, candy like a babaloo
A lot of Hennessy, Don Perignon
Carb in my stomach
Call from the gang and jet like a villain

I woke up with a stranger in every room
Traveling in Paris wearing vlone
Bitches calling me just monamour
At this hour, man, tell me who are you
You ask for a fool, go fuck yourself
You are my favorite
I make you drip that sauce on me
You haven’t left my mind
Since the first time I had you
I make you wet my bed, it’s easy
In my mind, you shine, a chandelier
Those nails on my back, sign it
I’ll expose that beautiful ass in the Louvre
For these fake friends, no love
Baby, you have no idea
They don’t know who they messed with
If I reload, it’s over
No need to say a word
Just ride on top of me
You take everything from me, even the air

I get lost in your sight
Chill out, babe, you know you’re my favorite
Pour down gin, whiskey, bourbon, that’s cool
I don’t feel so normal-al-al-al
You can see
I need this ritual-al-al-al to survive

I get lost in your sight
Chill out, babe, you know you’re my favorite
Pour down pills, whiskey, bourbon, that’s cool
I don’t feel so normal-al-al-al
You can see
I need this ritual-al-al-al to survive