[Intro] Yeah Mala, mala (ey) Sin miedo [Verse 1] Walk in, all black, cara de “what?” Shorty look sweet but I swing like a cut Talk on mi nombre, I turn that to dust I don’t do friends, I just do what I must Big drip, mojada, I flood out the block Lil’ baby tan rica, they pray I don’t stop Haters so pressed, tiene’ makeup en shock You got a mouth, I got time and a Glock Choke on mi nombre, tragátelo bien If I say “pull up”, it’s never “amen” I don’t do kisses, I’m kissing revenge Papi, la diabla se te ve en la piel [Chorus] I’m that mala, mala, mala (mala) Cara de santa, mente bala (bala) You don’t want drama, yo soy bala (pow) Talk that shit and vemos mañana (ey, ey) Mala, mala, mala (mala) Whole squad ready pa’ la sala (skrrt) Hands up high when I step in the cama You want war? Pues llama a tu mama (ya, ya) [Verse 2] Big booty, small patience Fuck your lil’ blue check validations I don’t chase love, I chase payments Make you fall in lust, leave you brainless Soy la que manda, no pido permiso If I sit on the throne, it’s ’cause I did mis juicios You say you a boss, pero dónde está el piso I got receipts, tú solo tiene’ vicios I got baddies in the back yelling “dímelo” Whole room spin when I drop un gemido low Kiss it, bite it, luego vete, I don’t need you though Heart cold, cuerpo hot, that’s the cheat code [Chorus] I’m that mala, mala, mala (mala) Cara de santa, mente bala (bala) You don’t want drama, yo soy bala (pow) Talk that shit and vemos mañana (ey, ey) Mala, mala, mala (mala) Whole squad ready pa’ la sala (skrrt) Hands up high when I step in the cama You want war? Pues llama a tu mama (ya, ya) [Bridge] Que lo que, que lo que (ey) Who the fuck talking? Name the name If it ain’t money, I hit delay If it ain’t sex, get out my way Dame, dame, dame más If you beg pretty, I might let it pass Pero si jodes, I’ll spin back fast One bad text, you a ghost from the past [Chorus] I’m that mala, mala, mala (mala) Cara de santa, mente bala (bala) You don’t want drama, yo soy bala (pow) Talk that shit and vemos mañana (ey, ey) Mala, mala, mala (mala) Whole squad ready pa’ la sala (skrrt) Hands up high when I step in the cama You want war? Pues llama a tu mama (ya, ya)

rap, Aggressive Latin trap banger with crushing distorted 808s, sharp hi-hats, and clacking percussion. Female vocals spit tight, explicit Spanglish in the verses with a clipped, menacing flow; hook detonates with layered gang vocals and call-and-response chants. Drops hit hard with brief bass mutes before slamming back in; ad-libs echo in the sides for a claustrophobic, club-destroying mix., female vocals, latin

Mala Sin Miedo