LYRICS GAME

Fill in the lyric gaps as you listen to the song
Don't be bothering me with messages
I saw you happy somewhere else
You were my Elvira, I was your Scarface
I'll get in my truck, you're staying
Poor thing, now she's left watching
The one who was the owner, now she's wandering
They even bought her the G-Wagon
But they cheat on her in any club
And I'm not scared, I'm not perfect
I looked at virtues, not flaws
If you get drunk, don't call me
Maybe I can't control myself
And that's how his buddy Gabito sounds, man
The real pressure, bro
Let the packs keep coming
Óscar Maydon
The chain shines in the dark
It smells like Baccarat and a blonde shakes her a*s for me
I stay up throwing bills
I feel like I'm almost over you
Poor thing, now she's left watching
The one who was the owner, now she's wandering
They even bought her the G-Wagon
But they cheat on her in any club
And I'm not scared, I'm not perfect
I looked at virtues, not flaws
If you get drunk, don't call me
Maybe I can't control myself
The 413, papa, aha
For the babies