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The highly anticipated collaboration between Bizarrap, an Argentine producer, and Young Miko, a Puerto Rican artist, has resulted in a song that incorporates Spanish references to cities like Mallorca and Madrid. What has surprised the audience the most since its release is the ever-changing rhythm of the hit, which combines reggaeton, trap, elements of R&B, and a powerful use of synthesizers, making it feel like three songs in one.

The lyrics of the song are a catchy hit that exudes positive vibes and is filled with references to Young Miko’s rising career trajectory. Her dedicated fans have not forgotten her memorable performance in Costa Rica, where the venue turned off the lights to evacuate the crowd, but she continued singing with the help of the flashlights from her enthusiastic audience’s smartphones.

BZRP Music Sessions #58′: Lyrics in English

Here are the lyrics in Enlish for BZRP Music Sessions #58 by Bizarrap and Young Miko:

How did we get here?

I don’t know how many feet high

First class to Madrid

Up here, there’s no coverage anymore

Feels like it was just yesterday

I told Mom I was coming back

Home again

Don’t know when I’ll see her

But in the meantime, we’re jet skiing in Mallorca

Meanwhile, we’re counting stacks,

She who can, can, and she who can’t can’t stand it

My people are good, man, and that’s what matters

And now, for the baby, I’m flexing daily

So she posts stories from the Bentley

They felt the pressure, and now they’re asking for thanks

This is black and white, don’t talk to me about maybe baby

 

Here we run smoothly, I say, I don’t bend

They ask if they have a chance, hmm, better not to comment

I pull them out of the grave, they talk about me, and I revive them

They say I owe favors, damn, I can imagine

If it’s you, man, I saw you outside in line for my show,

Of course, I remember when you talked shit about me

You stuck to my VIP, you’re a pussy, pig

And if they catch me leaving, it’s from the Prada entrance

They think they can read me because they’ve seen me on the covers

Bizarrap, turn off the lights, leave me in the dark

Let my people turn on the flashes if I ask them to raise it

But in the meantime, we’re jet skiing in Mallorca

Meanwhile, we’re counting stacks,

She who can, can, and she who can’t can’t stand it

My people are good, man, and that’s what matters

And now, for the baby, I’m flexing daily

So she posts stories from the Bentley

They felt the pressure, and now they’re asking for thanks

This is black and white, don’t talk to me about maybe

 

Here comes another one

for those who have always been there

And man, I hope, I hope

That you never let me go

Even if they see us with champagne that I can’t pronounce

Even if all brands want to sponsor me

Even if all my exes want to be the official one

Now it doesn’t mean I’m going to change, no

It doesn’t mean I stop being normal

I might be antisocial, not know how to trust, it’s nothing personal,

It’s just that if they change colors, I don’t want to associate

If mine don’t make it, I won’t even enter

Don’t feel bad, you’re not that special

They say you talked about me, but I’m out of signal

And in the meantime, we’re jet skiing in Mallorca

Meanwhile, we’re counting stacks,

She who can, can, and she who can’t can’t stand it

My people are good, man, and that’s what matters

And now, for the baby, I’m flexing daily

So she posts stories from the Bentley

They felt the pressure, and now they’re asking for thanks

This is black and white, don’t talk to me about maybe

Bizarrap