Hello B*tch (feat. Slow)

[X1]
Brazilian version (Hello bitch, Motherfucker)

Man, you guys want trap, I don't even have the flow for that (ooh!)
Yeh, okay, yeh!
Hey, hey, Stop stop! Yeh!, (yeh!), yeh! (yeh!)
Okay, yeh, okay, yeh, okay, yeh, okay, yeh (eh!)
Pay attention, pay attention! (yeh, yeh, yeh, Hey!, Hey!, Hey!)

Look at this hot shawty
Horny slut, riding, riding on the stick
Asks for a lot of slaps, takes this bullet
I'm high, you're high

So come down with your butt, with your butt on the stick
Running in danger, escape in the hood
Lots of adrenaline, fast-paced life
The beak always looks, but never finds anything

In the first one, already tearing up
Second and third is the degree in the hood
The brake adjusted, but I don't need it
I always accelerate in tight curves

Bold guy, you try and can't handle it
Nonsense, you don't fix anything
Only crazy kid, runs the right way
Proof of slip-up was never found

Hey, hey, I want to see who catches me on top of my XTZ
Look at me escaping, I'm on TV
I'm much richer than the owner of SBT
(Oh, yeh, yeh!, yeh!, yeh!, yeh!)

I don't give false passes in the minefield
You say you're on the move, but you're standing still
You want to be first, but you stay on the side
You're a fucking hater asshole

So try to do half of what I do
Maybe one day, you'll be noticed
In this situation, I always get pissed off
The guy says he's tough, aka keyboard bandit

[Slow]
Bitch sits for my gang
Get ready and pout
Lady, you look at me, I know you want my money

Shake it for me, today I'm naughty
Bitch pink pussy with iPhone in hand
Emo without swag, flow kind of weird
Are you trying to act like a thief?

I say all this, because I do what I say
I pass by and your bitch looks at me sideways
Charging these bastards in their own hood
I talk about trap, you don't understand anything
The girl you love, I've seen her naked
So have some shame on your face
You have this rhyme, we fill you with bullets

Naughty girl arches asking for a slap
If you provoke me, I'll tear you apart!
Shawty leaned in asking to have sex
Sit for me, that's why you came
Want to surf on the hype, asked me to film
Photo in my house, showing your breasts
Using drugs with Zara pants
That's how you make a hit, you don't do it right!

[X1 & Slow]
Bitch asked to sit
I aimed at your chest, already
Took my cup in the middle of the dance
Came down with your butt, played with your hair

Look at me, with my finger in my mouth
To enemies, I'm a nightmare
Fake gangsta crosses the street
When they see me, they're always scared!