
Mi Vida Loca $NOT
"Mi Vida Loca" by $NOT, released in 2021, is a #HipHop track that explores themes of love, chaos, and living life to the fullest. The lyrics reflect a carefree lifestyle filled with ups and downs, embodying a sense of youthful rebellion. Its unique blend of melodic flows and trap beats has resonated with fans, contributing to $NOT's rising popularity in the genre.

[Intro]
Ayy
Yuh
[Verse 1]
Bitch, my diamonds comin' straight from Nova Scotia
Born and raised like Casanova, fuck a ho, I need my sofa
Mi vida loca, I switch my gun to my blade
And it's game over, I pulled up with your ho
And I bought her a soda, I don't know her name
But I think it's Paola, I gave her my number
And she hit me up in my Motorola
I was talking to my niggas and I was like, "Hold up" (Hold up)
I pick up the phone and she was like, "Come pick me up"
I say, "For what?" I hopped in my whip and I rolled up
I see her fighting with her nigga and I was like, "Oh, bruh"
That is not my tea cup, she hopped in my whip
And I said, "Speak up" She say, "Can you speed up?"
I was like, "Fo' sho'" We pulled up to my crib
And we burned up (Yuh, ayy)
[Interlude]
*Coughing*
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo
Hey, listen
Ayy
Ayy
Yuh
[Verse 1]
Bitch, my diamonds comin' straight from Nova Scotia
Born and raised like Casanova, fuck a ho, I need my sofa
Mi vida loca, I switch my gun to my blade
And it's game over, I pulled up with your ho
And I bought her a soda, I don't know her name
But I think it's Paola, I gave her my number
And she hit me up in my Motorola
I was talking to my niggas and I was like, "Hold up" (Hold up)
I pick up the phone and she was like, "Come pick me up"
I say, "For what?" I hopped in my whip and I rolled up
I see her fighting with her nigga and I was like, "Oh, bruh"
That is not my tea cup, she hopped in my whip
And I said, "Speak up" She say, "Can you speed up?"
I was like, "Fo' sho'" We pulled up to my crib
And we burned up (Yuh, ayy)
[Interlude]
*Coughing*
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo
Hey, listen
Ayy
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