A whiskey on the rocks, the bag real full
Two or three hits, it's just what it is
She met me a bum, babe, so hang in there
Tiny, pretty, but real d*mn wicked
I'm gonna eat you if I see you again
Why kid ourselves? Let yourself be loved
Heart cold so that there's no trouble
I haven't changed much, I'm still the same
She squealed in my ear, I just laugh
That's how Neto sounds, babe
Powdered since a kid, nose ice cold
A**es galore, in Gucci, in Dior
Looks like an angel, looks like God himself
Tiny, pretty, but real d*mn wicked
I'm gonna eat you if I see you again
Why kid ourselves? Let yourself be loved
Heart cold so that there's no trouble
I haven't changed much, I'm still the same
She squeals in my ear, I just laugh