Badass in Boca Chica

[Intro]
Hunter Miguel
Tiny terror
(uh)
Que lo que
[Verse 1]
Five five
Face sweet like pastel
But the body got stories
That I never gon’ tell
Little waist
Gold chain on the collarbone
You won’t make it back
If I bring your name home
Sugar on the lips
Death in the iris
Saint on Sunday
Other days I’m Cyrus
Ask ‘bout Miguel
They lower they voice
I don’t raise my tone
I just raise my choice
[Chorus]
Badass bitch in the Dominican sun
Hunter Miguel, make a grown man run
Pretty like a flower, heart like a gun
Count ‘em on my fingers
Kills by the ton
I’m that queen of the capital, baby
Soft little frame but the aim go crazy
Laugh while I load, say a prayer, then done
Hunter Miguel
I’ma make you number one (aye)
[Verse 2]
Palm tree sway
But my mind stay steady
Lip gloss drip
Trigger finger stay ready
Walk through Boca Chica
Sand in my heel
Pink nails shining
On the grip of the steel
Mama say “mija, Dios te ve”
I wink back, “Madre, Dios me hizo así”
Angel in Dior
Devil on the street
Perfume, powder
Blood at my feet
[Chorus]
Badass bitch in the Dominican sun
Hunter Miguel, make a grown man run
Pretty like a flower, heart like a gun
Count ‘em on my fingers
Kills by the ton
I’m that queen of the capital, baby
Soft little frame but the aim go crazy
Laugh while I load, say a prayer, then done
Hunter Miguel
I’ma make you number one (woah)
[Bridge]
Who you fear?
Say it with your chest (say it)
Hunter Miguel
Pretty little death
Who you fear?
Say it from the gut
Five foot five
But I still cut you up (grr)
[Chorus]
Badass bitch in the Dominican sun
Hunter Miguel, make a grown man run
Pretty like a flower, heart like a gun
Count ‘em on my fingers
Kills by the ton
I’m that queen of the capital, baby
Soft little frame but the aim go crazy
Laugh while I load, say a prayer, then done
Hunter Miguel
I already made you one (yeah)

rap, Dark dembow-trap hybrid with swaggering drums and heavy sub-bass, crisp hi-hats and claps locking into a perreo-ready groove. Female vocals, low and cocky on the verses, stacking into sharp, chanted gang vocals on the hook. Occasional filtered horns and distorted 808 stabs punch through; last chorus rides out with ad-libs and ad‑libbed Spanish tags over a stuttering drop., theme