SETEADORA Lyrics English Translation by LAJA
You are proven to be a problem for everybody in the Octagon with you
Who would you like to see next when you step into the office?
Everybody, everybody, I’m coming for everybody, *** everybody!, ahh!
I wanted to greet you, but with my heat
With the trigger, I say “hello” (Brr!)
Don’t go out at night, check the time (Pa)
After 10 is when you cry
Which block do you claim? (ATR)
We gotta light it up, no matter the time
Artist flexing on a scooter (Pa)
You don’t wanna see him after you mention (Brr!)
Who are the ones you name? (Who are they?)
If they call you “the weeping one” (***)
I dare you to get back, but you don’t react
People don’t die alone, the rhythm’s got its own glow
(After we lit up the coat)
Who wants the crown? Come test me and get crowned
I like them thick and loud
The gang sets it off too
She left you ‘cause you don’t hustle (Brr!)
You don’t even know how to use a pistol (Pa, pa, pa)
Papy Black, piece of trash
Careful, you might end up in a coma
We don’t forgive, that’s God’s job (Hahaha!)
And when we shoot, it’s a red alert
At a birthday party, tossing confetti (Brr!)
Everybody hit the floor like the drip (Pa)
Artist and shooter, that’s fifty-fifty (Hit the deck)
If not thirty-thirty, I’ll catch you in a GT
They panic, I fire on suspicion, hunting the breach, LA’s lurking
They turned left, I turned right
I got a demon in my right hand
Gonna shoot in the left
You act tough, but you’re all talk, stepped outta line
For your girl, we spared you the lead (Brr!)
He’s— (Shh) on ice, cold
And the kid (Shh) we use as a combo
The Perco, I’m hitting rock bottom, there’s more, but I won’t drop it
Bullets go straight to the head, you slipped—
He’s on a flight, I call it “Vanessa”
Which saint you praying to? We don’t mess with that (Ah)
Your mama’s crying, screaming “come back, come back!” Son of nature
Another weakling the devil can’t stand
Another weakling the devil can’t stand (Hey, you)
Anybody get head, just for the pic, they see ‘em again
Every day with RIP
They walked out in The Walking Dead
Run, there’s fools in the lobby
Headshot ‘em like Kobe
If they stand up, it’s ‘cause they’re zombies
(If they stand up, it’s ‘cause they’re zombies)
Anybody get head, just for the pic, they see ‘em again (***)
Every day with RIP
They walked out in The Walking Dead
Run, there’s fools in the lobby
Headshot ‘em like Kobe
If they stand up, it’s ‘cause they’re zombies (Ah)
Pe-Pe-Pe-Pe-Pe-Perfect
It’s Kosfinger, baby
(Hit that blunt twice)
(Hit it, hit it, hit it)