En El Coché (feat. Prod. Fedia)
I wanna see you
I wanna kiss you
Cause I miss you
Cause I love you
Why can't I love enough
This time I'll prove that I'm enough
These drugs in my cup I had enough
Touch me by my hands I miss the touch
Bitch I got those
Then I hit my eye roll
He got mad at me
So he called his iso
Ima take his shit
Left him with no zapatos
Then he said
Ocho cinco un balazo
No quiero contestar
Sorry baby pero ya no esta
Ring ring telefono se puso a marcar
No contesto so a hora se puso a chiar
Bienvenido en mi casa
No quiero descrestar
Ayy ayy
Dime como estas
Con tu mujer salimos a vegrar
Vamos al party con Shakira en el Audi
Quien es ese wey
Oh shit Mr. Miyagi
Karate kid finnut snap that bitches hips
Glock 19 posted up I shoot his bitch
In my room I be thinking about her lips
You ain't playing me no more I know your tricks
Fuck this verse Ima just show you a curse
In the dirt I don't got a shirt
Body said revert
That's a first I ain't second I can do this shit in seconds
Milliseconds I ain't tripping
Tripping acid got me slipping
I wanna see you
I wanna kiss you
Cause I miss you
Cause I love you
Why can't I love enough
This time I'll prove that I'm enough
These drugs in my cup I had enough
Touch me by my hands I miss the touch
I wanna kiss you
Cause I miss you
Cause I love you
Why can't I love enough
This time I'll prove that I'm enough
These drugs in my cup I had enough
Touch me by my hands I miss the touch
Bitch I got those
Then I hit my eye roll
He got mad at me
So he called his iso
Ima take his shit
Left him with no zapatos
Then he said
Ocho cinco un balazo
No quiero contestar
Sorry baby pero ya no esta
Ring ring telefono se puso a marcar
No contesto so a hora se puso a chiar
Bienvenido en mi casa
No quiero descrestar
Ayy ayy
Dime como estas
Con tu mujer salimos a vegrar
Vamos al party con Shakira en el Audi
Quien es ese wey
Oh shit Mr. Miyagi
Karate kid finnut snap that bitches hips
Glock 19 posted up I shoot his bitch
In my room I be thinking about her lips
You ain't playing me no more I know your tricks
Fuck this verse Ima just show you a curse
In the dirt I don't got a shirt
Body said revert
That's a first I ain't second I can do this shit in seconds
Milliseconds I ain't tripping
Tripping acid got me slipping
I wanna see you
I wanna kiss you
Cause I miss you
Cause I love you
Why can't I love enough
This time I'll prove that I'm enough
These drugs in my cup I had enough
Touch me by my hands I miss the touch
Credits
Writer(s): Victor Perez
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Other Album Tracks
- Domain (feat. Lil Scumbag & Prod. Fedia)
- Pop x Ecstasy (feat. Prod. Fedia)
- Bully Me (feat. $leepy Vic, Lil Scumbag & Prod. Fedia)
- Glock Shit (feat. Prod. Fedia & Prod. Chopstick)
- Chaos (feat. Lil Scumbag & Prod. Fedia)
- Gleam (feat. Prod. Fedia & Prod. Chopstick)
- Your Number (feat. MAGALY & Prod. Fedia)
- Got It (feat. Prod. Fedia)
- En El Coché (feat. Prod. Fedia)
- Boof Pack (feat. Prod. Fedia)
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