Bizarrap Young Miko Bzrp Music Sessions Vol 58 Lyrics English Translation, Bizarrap ft Young Miko Bzrp Music Sessions Vol 58 Lyrics English Translation

How do we get here?
I don’t know how many feet high
First class to Madrid
Up here, there is no coverage anymore

I feel like it was only yesterday
I told mommy that I was going to come back
Home again
I don’t know when I’m going to see her

But, in the meantime, we’re jet skiing in Mallorca
Meanwhile, we’re counting cake
The one who can, can, and the one who can’t, endures
My people are fine, manín, that’s what matters
And now for the baby I toy joseando daily
So I can upload the Stories from the Bentley
They felt the pressure and now they are asking for tenqui
This is black and white, don’t talk to me about “Maybe”

Baby, here we run fine, I say, I don’t lean
They ask if they have a chance, jum, I better not even give an opinion.
I take them out of the grave, they talk about me and I revive them
They say I owe favors, bastard, yeah, I imagine

Yes, it’s just that, men, I saw you
Outside in line for my show
Of course yes, I remember
When you talked shit about me
You hit my VIP, you’re a pussy, pig

And if they catch me leaving, it’s from the entrance of Prada
They think they can read me because they have seen me on the ‘cover’
Biza, turn off the lights, leave me in the dark
That my people turn on the flashes if I ask them to turn it up

But, in the meantime, we’re jet skiing in Mallorca
Meanwhile, we’re counting cake
The one who can, can, and the one who can’t, endures
My people are fine, manín, that’s what matters
And now for the baby I toy joseando daily
So I can upload the Stories from the Bentley
They felt the pressure and now they are asking for tenqui
This is black and white, don’t talk to me about “Maybe”

Here goes another one
For those who have always been there
Acho, I hope (I hope)
May you never let me go

Even if they see us with champagne that I don’t know how to pronounce
Although all brands want to sponsor me
Although all my exes want to be the official one
Now, it doesn’t mean that I’m going to change, no
It doesn’t mean that I stop being normal
Maybe antisocial, who doesn’t know how to trust
It is not personal
It’s just that if they change color, I don’t want to associate myself
If ‘mine’ doesn’t happen, I’m not even going to enter
Don’t feel bad, you’re not that special
They say you talked about me, but I’m without a signal

And, in the meantime, we ride Jet Ski in Mallorca
Meanwhile, we’re counting cake
The one who can, can, and the one who can’t, endures
My people are fine, manín, that’s what matters
And for the baby I play josearing daily
So I can upload the Stories from the Bentley
They felt the pressure and now they are asking for tenqui
This is black and white, don’t talk to me about “Maybe”

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