Black Sun

(Intro)
Buenos Aires love
but here we got no sun
Full of concret
Murderers and bodies
Police hit people everyday
Drugs everywhere
We`re lonely

(Verse)
Everyday we got to say
"You gotta away"
Motherfucker im goin` straight
No radio, no label
We`re doin´ this for the music
Not for the money
Money , hurry honey
Bitches everywhere
I can`t see the morning

(Hook)
Our favorite color is grey
You can see it in our souls
You can see it in my face

(Verse)
We like to smoke every fuckin day
What`s your fucking problem with that?
Imma goin` hard,
Im goin` do it ,do it
with my fucking trap
motherfucker imma goin` trap