Submarino (part. El Guincho)

Submarine (feat. El Guincho)

Submarino (part. El Guincho)

I know they wanna kill me, thirty deepYo sé que me quieren matar entre treinta
I got some jealous homiesTengo unos pare' celoso'
Pablo's hustling, making the salesA Pablo picando, sacando la venta
I can't trust a damn thingNo puedo fiar ni un coso
And when I show up, I get stained with lead and it sounds like a firecracker, causing terror (bang, pow, pow)Y cuando la asomo, me mancho de plomo y suena como petardo, causa terror (grr, paw, paw)
I walk alone, talking to myself, may God protect me, I ain't scared (what? Scared?)Camino solo, converso yo solo, que Dios me proteja, no tengo temor (¿no tengo qué? Temor)

Never asks for anything no matter how much I wanna give (hey)Nunca na' me pide por más que le quiera dar (eh)
She’s got seven accounts, looks like she’s from the blockEsa tiene siete cuentas, parece que es de la GAR
She’s got cars, she’s got cash, wants to flex on meTiene carro', tiene chavo', me quiere to' a mí frontear
Do you really love me or just wanna play with my heart?¿Tú me quiere' o solo quieres con mi corazón jugar?

Okay, she doesn’t ask for flowers, just says don’t take too longOkey, no pide flore', pide no demore'
I’m not her lover, she’s got a Glock, that’s coolNo soy su amore, tiene un Glock que okey
She doesn’t ask for flowers, just says don’t take too longNo pide flore', pide no demore'
I’m not her lover, she’s got a Glock that makes me tripNo soy su amore, tiene un Glock que me hace alucinar

I wanna be the wind and just disappearQuiero ser viento y desaparezco
I don’t know how to feel, I feel sorry for myselfNo sé sentir, me compadezco
I try to write but I’m stuckIntento escribir pero pedezco
Flying low, yeahVolando voy low, yo
I think of you slowTe pienso slow

It’s been a while since I knew (knew), no, anything about youHace rato que ni sé (sé), no, nada de ti
Sorry, Jacob forgot you, says I’m a punishmentSorry, Jacob te olvidó, dice que soy castigo
I don’t measure up to anyone, I don’t even check social mediaCon ninguno me mido, yo ni en redes vigilo
I don’t argue for the reasonNo discuto por la razón
If you like me a lot, I’ll squeeze your siphonSi te gusto yo un montón, yo te apreto tu sifón
With my soul and without a heartCon mi alma y sin corazón

(I know that)(Yo sé que esa)
Never asks for anything no matter how much I wanna give (hey)Nunca na' me pide por más que le quiera dar (eh)
She’s got seven accounts, looks like she’s from the blockEsa tiene siete cuentas, parece que es de la GAR
She’s got cars, she’s got cash, wants to flex on meTiene carro', tiene chavo', me quiere to' a mí frontear
Do you really love me or just wanna play with my heart?¿Tú me quiere' o solo quieres con mi corazón jugar?

Okay, she doesn’t ask for flowers (flowers), just says don’t take too long (-long)Okey, no pide flore' (flore'), pide no demore' (-more')
I’m not her lover (-lover), she’s got a Glock, that’s coolNo soy su amore (-more), tiene un Glock que okey
She doesn’t ask for flowers (flowers), just says don’t take too long (-long)No pide flore' (flore'), pide no demore' (-more')
I’m not her lover (-lover), she’s got a Glock that makes me tripNo soy su amore (-more), tiene un Glock que me hace alucinar

The G with the BLa G con la B
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-ohOh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-ohOh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-ohOh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-ohOh-oh-oh
I’m the B, boss, bossSoy la B, boss, boss
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-ohOh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-ohOh-oh-oh