cONTRA><Mi (part. WE$T DUBAI) DUKI (English Translation) Lyrics

No one reaches me, I compete against myself
This is not just levels, there is an abyss between us
If they thought they were the same, they were seeing a mirage
In my thing I am the GOAT, you are just more of the same

Dubai, athlete mode
There I only compete against myself
I enter the party and feel like Tupac
Baby, all eyes on me

Don’t look for competition because
I only see me, yo
I only see me, yo
I only see me

The cold in my neck has made me insensitive
Winning against me rapping? Mission impossible
If they’re by my side, they become invisible
If I’m with Dubai, we become invincible
I’m the rain in summer, uh
Unpredictable

I have a unique, unrepeatable touch
I look like a Ferrari, wild horse
Sporty and refined, I’m a convertible
I have towers of clothes like Michael Torres
How much money do I make? Not even Forbes knows

There is no report here
I get off the truck and it looks like a transformer
The cellphone is my office
I see my name on the avenue

At the airport night and day
I give them a geography lesson
They’ve swallowed their words so many times
That they would have to get some x-rays done

Their lungs must already be burned from the toxicity of your life
And their veins are not filled with blood
They are filled with envy of talking about mine

No one reaches me, I compete against myself
This is not just levels, there is an abyss between us
If they thought they were the same, they were seeing a mirage
In my thing I am the GOAT and you are just more of the same

No-no one reaches me, I compete against myself
This is not just levels, there is an abyss between us
If they thought they were the same, they were seeing a mirage
In my thing I am the GOAT, you are just more of the same

Dubai, athlete mode
There I only compete against myself
I enter the party and feel like Tupac
Baby, all eyes on me

Don’t look for competition because
I only see me, yo
I only see me, yo
I only see me

If I want, baby, I can put myself in 1 like a fast car
And I give two laps to the circuit like in Nascar
Tell ’em, Duko
I have my people eating pasta every day
There are no tricks here

I throw the money, but it just doesn’t get spent
Baby, wow
I put the ‘w’ on top of you
With the Gucci on, mai, I can’t see you

I tell Nake to turn up the 808
Mafia
I’m eating a lot and nothing satisfies me
My hoe is a princess, I call her Anastasia
In everyone’s block like the pharmacy

So if you want to deal with it, go ahead, deal with it
If you want to give me that booty, hand it over
I’m here for me, not for you, baby, understand that

I’ll give you a stack and you just count it
Dubai is your drug, mommy, just try it
If I’m your nectar, then drink it
No one reaches me, I compete against myself