Текст и перевод песни Chiki Wanted - THE SLIME

THE SLIME

Dice que lo mama, que no acabe rápido
No es Gatubela y le di con el látigo (Pew)
Me la cojo arriba, adentro del ático
Agarra el bicho como si fue′ elástico (Uh)
No siento nada, bitch, yo soy de plástico
Tengo el cuello mas frío que to' el Ártico
Los 808, ya no son básicos
Me manda al psiquiatra porque estoy lunático (Super)

Mastico pastillas, parece′ ansiolíticos (¡Bi!)
Ellos miran como si fueran críticos
Mi sonido no es ni cerca de típico
Como harina, le están sacando el lípido (Sí, sí)
Esto es The Slime, puta, serpiente

Cocinando crack, parezco un científico
Estoy dripeando y no te hablo de líquido
Ando con un negro pelado y no es Rick Ross
Esto es The Slime, puta, serpiente (Wuh)
Era mentira, bitch, Wanted no siente (Wuh)

Se hicieron 20 (Bitch)
Ahora tengo oro, no sarro en los diente'
Le tire ciento' y no los siente
Dice que no, ahora me asiente
Que esto′ rapero′ en el pino se sienten
No valen na' si tarde se arrepienten

Antes del trap, el barrio estaba caliente (Prr)
Por eso no sirve si es que ellos te mienten
Tengo a tu puta mirando sin lentes
Esta dudando, no cree que entre

No me entra el forro, bitch, me queda chico
Yo no soy tu ex menos tu chico
Vos no sos mia no soy principito
Se la come aunque no tenga apetito

Yo si me voy a morir rico
Tussi, i dont like perico
Tengo a to′a' las puta′ metia' en caballito
Quemando cuchara, cocinando frito (Wah, wah, wah)

Un beat son dos temas; Wanted-Javito (Wanted)
Em dos años, o me pego o me pico
Cuando esté muerto de arriba te explico
Se agarra la face, la pintura del grito

Más chocolate que fabrica ′e Willy
A tu puta yo ya le di sin vini
Mami, déjalo a tu novio, es un Billy
Lo pisé en bicicleta, andando en whillie

En la calle solo se habla del dealing
Acá las puta' no escuchan a TINI
Solo a la LALI, tomando pali'

Escuchan la de Rosalía con Traviss

Le vamo′ a hacer la de Tyson a Alli
Todo dorado como en Abudhabi
Made in Italy, como en el rally
Tomando code′, no creo en el Xanny
LE
Aunque esté dulce no soy sugar daddy

Wa-Wa-Wanted

Dice que lo mama, que no acabe rápido
No es Gatubela y le di con el látigo (Pew)
Me la cojo arriba, adentro del ático
Agarra el bicho como si fue' elástico
No siento nada, bitch, yo soy de plástico
Tengo el cuello mas frío que todo el Ártico (Ah, ah)
Los 808, bitch, ya no son básicos
Me manda al psiquiatra porque estoy lunático (Crazy)

Mastico pastillas, parece′ ansiolíticos (Bitch)
Ellos miran como si fueran críticos
Mi sonido no es ni cerca de típico
Como harina, le están sacando el lípido
Esto es The Slime, puta, serpiente

Cocinando crack, parezco un científico
Estoy dripeando y no te hablo de líquido (Drip)
Ando con un negro pelado y no es Ricky Ross
Esto es the slime, puta, serpiente (Bitch)
Era mentira, bitch, Wanted no siente (Uh)

Se hicieron 20
Ahora tengo oro, no sarro en los diente'
Le tire ciento′ y ni los siente
Dice que no, ahora me asiente
Que esto' rapero′ en el pino se sienten
No valen na' si te arde se arrepienten

Uh, uh
Uh

THE SLIME

She says to suck it up, not to finish quickly
She's not a Catwoman and I hit her with the whip (Pew)
I fuck her upstairs, inside the attic
Grab the bug like it was 'elastic (Uh)
I feel nothing, bitch, I'm plastic
I have a colder neck than to' the Arctic
The 808s are no longer basic
He sends me to the psychiatrist because I'm a lunatic (Super)

I chew pills, it seems 'anxiolytics (Bi!)
They look as if they are critical
My sound is nowhere near typical
Like flour, they're taking the lipid out of it (Yeah, yeah)
This is The Slime, bitch, snake

Cooking crack, I look like a scientist
I'm dripping and I'm not talking about liquid
I'm hanging out with a bald black guy and he's not Rick Ross
This is The Slime, bitch, snake (Wuh)
It was a lie, bitch, Wanted don't feel (Wuh)

They made 20 (Bitch)
Now I have gold, not tartar on my teeth'
Throw him a hundred' and he doesn't feel them
She says no, now she's nodding at me
That this 'rapper' in the pine tree feel
They are not worth na' if they repent late

Before the trap, the neighborhood was hot (Prr)
That's why it doesn't help if they're lying to you
I got your whore watching without glasses
He's hesitating, he doesn't think he'll come in

The lining doesn't fit, bitch, it fits me boy
I'm not your ex less your guy
You are not mine I am not a little prince
He eats it even if he has no appetite

If I'm going to die rich
Tussi, I dont like perico
I got to to'a' las puta' metia' in caballito
Burning spoon, cooking fried (Wah, wah, wah)

One beat is two songs; Wanted-Javito (Wanted)
Em two years, I'll either stick or I'll bite
When I'm dead from above I'll explain
He grabs the face, the painting of the scream

More chocolate that makes 'e Willy
I already gave your whore without vini
Mommy, leave it to your boyfriend, he's a Billy
I stepped on it on a bicycle, walking in whillie

On the street there is only talk of dealing with...
Here the whores' don't listen to TINI
Only to the LALI, taking pali'

Listen to the one of Rosalía with Traviss

I'm gonna do Tyson's there.
All golden as in Abudhabi
Made in Italy, as in the rally
Taking code', I don't believe in the Xanny
LE
Even if I'm sweet I'm not sugar daddy

Wa-Wa-Wanted

She says to suck it up, not to finish quickly
She's not a Catwoman and I hit her with the whip (Pew)
I fuck her upstairs, inside the attic
Grab the bug like it was 'elastic
I feel nothing, bitch, I'm plastic
My neck is colder than the whole Arctic (Ah, ah)
The 808, bitch, are no longer basic
He sends me to the psychiatrist because I'm crazy (...)

I chew pills, it looks like 'anxiolytics (Bitch)
They look as if they are critical
My sound is nowhere near typical
Like flour, they're taking the lipid out of it
This is The Slime, bitch, snake

Cooking crack, I look like a scientist
I'm dripping and I'm not talking to you about liquid (Drip)
I'm hanging out with a bald black guy and it's not Ricky Ross
This is the slime, bitch, snake (...)
It was a lie, bitch, Wanted don't feel (Uh)

They made 20
Now I have gold, not tartar on my teeth'
I throw him a hundred' and he doesn't even feel them
She says no, now she's nodding at me
That this 'rapper' in the pine tree feel
They're not worth na' if it burns they regret

Uh, uh
Uh