KITTY (part. LIT killah)
Kl
Lit killah
Yeah-eh-eh
Desde aquella noche, no paro de imaginarte
Tú sabe' que nos quisimo'
Pero lo descuidé y se perdió, perdón
Baby, ¿viste? Ya no estoy triste
Desde la vez que tú te fuiste'
Por embustero, me dejas el cora' bajo cero
Pero yo te vi, te la pasas viendo to' mis stories
Me di la media vuelta y me puse picky
Tú me saliste loco, un poco freaky
No me mandes tu hello que no soy tu kitty
Fuiste un viaje medio trippy
Me di la media vuelta y me puse picky
Tú me saliste loco, un poco freaky
No me mandes tu hello que no soy tu kitty (l-i-t)
Fuiste un viaje medio trippy
Me mentiste y te fuiste cuando prometiste
Que siempre ibas a estar en toda' mi' noche' triste'
Volaste y caíste en mi' mano', no la viste'
Que no supero el momento de cuando la-la-la
La miré, se pegó y empezamo' a bailar
Así me conoció, todo iba normal
Y aunque parezca mentira, ahora me cruza y ni me mira
Ya se le olvida cuando lo hacíamo', entramo' en calor
Tú puede' borrarme, pero tus sábana', no
Y cuando lo hacíamo', entramo' en calor
Tú puede' borrarme, pero tus sábana', no (oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
Me di la media vuelta y me puse picky
Tú me saliste loco, un poco freaky
No me mandes tu hello que no soy tu kitty
Fuiste un viaje medio trippy
Me di la media vuelta y me puse picky
Tú me saliste loco, un poco freaky
No me mandes tu hello que no soy tu kitty
Fuiste un viaje medio trippy
Jugabas conmigo como una consola
Y ahora vienes a escribirme hola
Y eso no se borra, estoy mejor sola
Ay, me di la media vuelta
Más bichota, más gata y más suelta
Pa' mis amigas, estoy puesta
Y contigo, no vuelvo ni muerta
Ojalá que pagues por este daño
No espere' mensaje ni en tu cumpleaños
Yo di mucho por ti, tú fuiste un tacaño
No te preocupes por mí, yo no te extraño
Me di la media vuelta y me puse picky
Tú me saliste loco medio freaky
No me mandes tu hello que no soy tu kitty
Fuiste un viaje medio trippy
Me di la media vuelta y me puse picky
Tú me saliste loco, un poco freaky
No me mandes tu hello que no soy tu kitty
Fuiste un viaje medio trippy
L-i-t
Lit killah
Argentina en la casa
Kim loaiza
Kl
La mexicana, bebé
KITTY (feat. LIT killah)
Kl
Lit killah
Yeah-eh-eh
Since that night, I can't stop imagining you
You know we loved each other
But I neglected it and it got lost, sorry
Baby, did you see? I'm not sad anymore
Since the time you left
For being a liar, you leave my heart below zero
But I saw you, you keep watching all my stories
I turned around and got picky
You turned out crazy, a little freaky
Don't send me your hello, I'm not your kitty
It was a kinda trippy trip
I turned around and got picky
You turned out crazy, a little freaky
Don't send me your hello, I'm not your kitty (l-i-t)
It was a kinda trippy trip
You lied to me and left when you promised
That you would always be in all my sad nights
You flew and fell into my hands, you didn't see it
That I can't get over the moment when la-la-la
I looked at her, she got close and we started dancing
That's how she met me, everything was normal
And although it may seem like a lie, now she crosses me and doesn't even look at me
She forgets when we did it, we got warm
You can erase me, but not your sheets
And when we did it, we got warm
You can erase me, but not your sheets (oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
I turned around and got picky
You turned out crazy, a little freaky
Don't send me your hello, I'm not your kitty
It was a kinda trippy trip
I turned around and got picky
You turned out crazy, a little freaky
Don't send me your hello, I'm not your kitty
It was a kinda trippy trip
You played with me like a console
And now you come to write me hello
And that doesn't erase, I'm better off alone
Oh, I turned around
More badass, more cat and freer
For my friends, I'm ready
And with you, I won't come back even dead
I hope you pay for this damage
Don't expect a message not even on your birthday
I gave a lot for you, you were stingy
Don't worry about me, I don't miss you
I turned around and got picky
You turned out crazy kinda freaky
Don't send me your hello, I'm not your kitty
It was a kinda trippy trip
I turned around and got picky
You turned out crazy, a little freaky
Don't send me your hello, I'm not your kitty
It was a kinda trippy trip
L-i-t
Lit killah
Argentina in the house
Kim Loaiza
Kl
The Mexican, baby