Pastel Con Nutella

How many crazy people like me
I don't know why I was born with the shit that's in my blood
I think we're hustling so much because we're hungry
Give me the fernet to get high, give me the fernet to attack me
I want that whore in my flesh'
I'm not going to share it with anyone
I'm not going to share it with anyone
Bitch, let me go

I'm left alone and I don't want to be left without anyone
I want to be left without anyone
With your ass on top of my meat
How many crazy people like me
How many of you love my flow?
How many like you?
The flows that I master leave you crazy like a Thermidor
Looking for more flavor

And I have it here in my hand, I made it for you
You bring it to me, transmit it to me
I don't want papers, I want your love
I don't want papers, I don't want novels
I want your love
I want Nutella, cake with Nutella
I want your love, love

Oh God, I don't want that bitch to get out of here (get out of here)
I want to see her with me until the day of my funeral
Mommy, I swear for you that I'll leave what's real (I'll leave what's real)
I swear I'm going to burn this money for you
I don't know how much it's worth
The love that gives you ale
Oh, God

How much is the love that these black people who go out give you worth?
Black flows coming out
From my heart to the instrumentals
They ask for ale
I'm breaking up, it comes out
I bring more than everyone
I dance more than everyone
I make you more than everyone
I make you wetter than everyone

And I'm not worth it for everyone
I am worth it for me, I am worth it for you
I brought you all my things
I have everything new for you
Even my jewelry box is for you
Bitch, I love you, I give you my love
Are we going to the hotel or not? Let's go
We have a flight in the room, let's go today
The flows that come out of my heart

I take them out of here because once I
I started thinking about loving you and I was a little late
I ask for your forgiveness (things as they are)
Oh God, I don't want that bitch to get out of here (get out of here)
I want to see her with me until the day of my funeral
Mommy, I swear for you that I'll leave what's real (I'll leave what's real)
I swear I'm going to burn this money for you
Mommy, give me another one of those kisses that no one else gets
I want to feel your body, your initials

You want to dance with the ysy? You'll find him, go for it
If you were looking for some kisses, you'll find them, give it to me
I'll bring them to you directly, pass your signal, go ahead
I can locate your house directly in WhatsApp, come on (come on)
Oh God, I don't want that bitch to leave here (I don't want papers, I want your love)
I want to see her with me until the day of my funeral (cake with Nutella, I want your love)
Mommy, I swear for you that I will leave reality (I don't want papers, I want your love)
I swear I'm going to burn this money for you
Erase the me

Erase my mind returned as one of two
Clonazepam, I think it left me
Our love, the best
Oh, my, God, both of us drugged
Looking for who the fuck was the one who forgot
The light on or the heater
Our love, the best

(I don't want papers, I don't want novels
I want your love
I want Nutella, cake with Nutella
I want your love)