Translation of the song lyrics Frío - Oktoba

Frío (original)

Quiero ver cómo sería, pero no hay pelea
Tu combo no vale nada, no fea
No me duele tu mirada, no ojear
Chirriando la' traseras como en top gear (Yeah)
Algo que brilla como Casiopa
Creo que nada me sal, que tengo la fea (Woh)
Muevo la calle, no me cabrea
Y sigo vola’o del to', airdrop
Con la' luce' de neón, Laylow
A mí nadie me lo dio, big mo
Ya no tengo corazón, RIP yo
En la calle del amor donde no hay amor
No' bajamo' del avión como Rick Ross
No me aguanta la presión, Slipknot
Camino por el color, Bifröst
Di las cosa' como son, aquí todo vuela
Música del callejón pa' que no duela
Con do' bote' de pastillas en la riñonera (-ñera)
Mucha ruina, mucha condena
Sin dinero en la cartera, problemas
Me están investigando, pero no hay pruebas
Soy real hasta que muera, forever
Algún día se me lleva, se me lleva
Ojalá que no se entere si a mí me detienen
Si lo' perro' me la huelen, salimo' en la tele
Hago llover lo' papele', no tengo podere'
La pongo a decir «skere» contando jurdele'
No sé ni lo que me queda, pero me tiene

Frío (translation)

I want to see what it would be like, but there's no fight
Your combo is worthless, not ugly
Your look doesn't hurt me, don't peek
Squeaking the 'rear as in top gear (Yeah)
Something that shines like Cassiopa
I think that nothing salts me, that I have the ugly (Woh)
I move the street, it doesn't piss me off
And I'm still flying from the to', airdrop
With the 'light' of neon, Laylow
Nobody gave it to me, big mo
I don't have a heart anymore, RIP me
On the street of love where there is no love
We don't get off the plane like Rick Ross
I can't take the pressure, Slipknot
I walk through color, Bifröst
Tell things as they are, here everything flies
Alley music so it doesn't hurt
With two 'bottle' of pills in the fanny pack (-ñera)
Much ruin, much condemnation
No money in the wallet, problems
They are investigating me, but there is no proof
I'm real until I die, forever
Someday it takes me, it takes me
I hope they don't find out if they stop me
If the 'dog' smells me, we go out' on TV
I make the paper rain, I have no power
I put her to say "skere" counting swear to her
I don't even know what I have left, but he has me