ALV Cupido

And if it hadn't been for you
I would never, ever have written this letter

A bunch of asses and a fair
I party, I get high all week long
My body asks for rest
But my head asks to forget her

I have a fucking lost look
And I feel like anxiety is killing me
Several days I don't eat anything
Pure whiskey that I carry in my belly

You turned the good boy into a bandit
Fuck Cupid
To hell with you

If you want to know about me
Dial your friend
Here it is above me
Let her tell you
The thing is like this
It's okay, dude

I like to dress clean
With exclusive clothing
Dolce, Christian Louboutin
With an Argentina
I'm going to Madrid
I detonated it in Paris

And you made the tender child soft, my daughter
Oh, oh, oh
And you already know

For you I was going to leave the fucking madness
But you preferred a few
Besides, my mother-in-law didn't like me
And honestly, I'm not that interested either

You had a good time with me
Listening to corridos in the car
And now the little idiot you're killing
He doesn't bring a fair and uploads dancing TikToks

You turned the tender child into a bandit
Fuck Cupid
To hell with you

If you want to know about me
Dial your friend
Here it is above me
Let her tell you
The thing is like this
It's okay, dude

I like to dress clean
With exclusive clothing
Dolce, Christian Louboutin
With an Argentina
I'm going to Madrid
I detonated it in Paris

(Fuck you)

(If you want to know about me)
(Dial your friend)
(Here it is above me)
(Let her tell you)
(The thing is like this)
(It's okay, dude)

(I like to dress clean)
(With exclusive clothing)
(Dolce, Christian Louboutin)
(With an Argentina)
(I'm going to Madrid)
(I detonate it in Paris)