Quémalo, Bebé
Sampled her own voicemails until the compression became the instrument
vex on it
the runHonest use case: young people who enjoy aggressive, cathartic breakup anthems with a Latin trap edge
Exhibit: “I look so good in red, Flames match my nails instead”
style
the numbers
- bpm
- 129
- key
- D# minor
- energy
- 0.72
- dance
- 0.95
- valence
- 0.52
- vocal at
- 0.6s
- length
- 2:51
- words
- 159
- clichés
- 0
- language
- Sp
most sung: “quemalo” ×19 · “hoodie” ×4 · “fire” ×4
shared with the crate: 18 other songs use “fire” · 23 other songs use “gold” · 13 other songs use “mirror”
lyrics
Her lipstick on your mirror, jeje Wrong shade, wrong bitch, wrong day, bebé You thought I'd cry — no, yo cobro Debt's due, mi amor, con todo Your hoodie in my fire pit Smells like her — so that's it Strike the match — exquisite Not toxic, just done with it Quémalo, quémalo Watch your hoodie glow Quémalo, quémalo That's what you get, cabrón — oh Quémalo, quémalo Fucked around with fire — now go Your PlayStation in the pool Your gold chain? On me, fool They call me la mala copia Bienvenido a mi utopia Quémalo, quémalo Watch your hoodie glow Quémalo, quémalo That's what you get, cabrón — oh Quémalo, quémalo Fucked around with fire — now go No llores, don't beg Should've thought with your head I look so good in red Flames match my nails instead Quémalo, quémalo Watch your hoodie glow Quémalo, quémalo That's what you get, cabrón — oh Quémalo, quémalo Fucked around with fire — now go Quémalo... jeje Bye, bebé