Los Ángeles English translation

Im here to do what you want, so call me
She wants to smoke like they do in Los Angeles
I'm going crazy, but I'm still here
Those little eyes are looking at me
I covered up acting hard, ignoring me
But she told me she touches herself listening to me, eh (Jaja, ah, it goes)
Im here to do what you want, so call me
She wants to smoke like they do in Los Angeles
I'm going crazy, but I'm still here
Those little eyes are looking at me
I covered up acting hard, ignoring me
But she told me she touched herself listening to me
Sometimes I feel like it's the devil tempting me
That's why I keep praying to god

I don't go to church but for you I don't miss a cult
They say there's a lot of hidden messages in my songs
Everyone wants to be with you, and I can't blame them
In the bulk I got weed that looks like bushes
"Nice to meet you", I said, staring
She's daddy's girl, but she isn't the only daughter
When I had nothing the weed got me together
That's the inspiration of almost every song
If she comes down to the studio, I put her on her back
I like it reddish, mami, don't use eye drops
She's wearing Bottega Veneta from her glasses to her boots
She says that with the wrong people time doesn't count
Rumors say I'm not for you, they tell me the same with you
They don't want us to be together, no
The grass we roll doesn't get to dispensary
And neither to the points

Im here to do what you want, so call me
She wants to smoke like they do in Los Angeles
I'm going crazy, but I'm still here
Those little eyes are looking at me
I covered up acting hard, ignoring me
But she told me she touched herself listening to me
Sometimes I feel like it's the devil tempting me
That's why to god I pray

She wants cookie, cookie, I kill them since I'm a rookie
We get horny on the car, by the times I had a Suzuki
She's got me listing to Marco Antonio with Los Bukis
Spending with you what I spend on booking
Sometimes I feel mami that you're the devil tempting me
You like to whisper in my ear to get me started
She says she wasn't looking for me
But we can do it right now
You'll never see me in my phone stalking her
Mami, calm down I'm not that type
I look at her playing with her clitori'
Sometimes I'm scared of c*mm*ng inside

Im here to do what you want, so call me
She wants to smoke like they do in Los Angeles
I'm going crazy, but I'm still here
Those little eyes are looking at me
I covered up acting hard, ignoring me
But she told me she touched herself listening to me
Sometimes I feel like it's the devil tempting me
That's why to god I pray
Im here to do what you want, so call me
She wants to smoke like they do in Los Angeles

Jaja, number one, baby
Eggs