EL MANICOMIO Lyrics (English Translation) – Metrika, Dlomalo

Read the full EL MANICOMIO (English Translation) lyrics by Metrika, Dlomalo, MARCE (ESP) and ChesyProd from the album LA ORDEN along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song.

[Intro: Metrika]
Uh-uh-uh-uh
The Official Vampibimbo

[Verse 1: Metrika]
Prada shades on, heading out to find some fun
But I’m bad news for your heart
Wearing shorts, riding in a hot whip
There ain’t no other b!tches in my room anymore

[Pre-Chorus: MARCE]
Oh, this whole vibe has got me feeling high
When I come to pick you up and get you out of there
I’m your “diky,” you’re my Monster High

[Chorus: Metrika & MARCE]
When I go wild, it sounds like: “Ah, ah, ah, ah-ah-ah”
Ah, ah, ah, ah-ah-ah—tights all ripped up, total “final boss” b!tch
It sounds like: “Ah, ah, ah, ah-ah-ah,” woah
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah—tights all ripped up, total “final boss” b!tch

[Verse 2: Metrika]
You didn’t grab my hair; you held onto my chain—*po-po-po*
You wanted to eat my pu*sy by surprise
Stepping out of the Uber in sunglasses—I’m spiking your cortisol
We’re getting heated, and I’ve unhooked my push-up bra
You’re mixing drinks to keep the energy up
You slide my thong to the side—I’m not going fully nude
Mixing, mixing to keep the energy up
I’ve got videos of me fu*king him, and I’ll deny it to your face
I’m an icon; even if they kill me, I’ll still be the one they’re talking about
Oh, I’m the woman I choose to be
I make others wait, but I don’t wait for anyone
And he swears on his own freedom
It turns me on when he cries, scared of what might be asked
My form of birth control? Just parking the car
Moving forward, moving backward

[Chorus: MARCE & Metrika]
It sounds like: “Ah, ah, ah, ah-ah-ah”, woah
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah, ripped to shreds, total “final boss” b!tch
It sounds like: “Ah, ah, ah, ah-ah-ah”
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah, ripped to shreds, total “final boss” b!tch

[Verse 3: Dlomalo]
Dlomalo, b!tch
Every time I fu*k you, you want to kill me
B!tch, I’m a demon; I’m into wickedness
You like it when I hit you hard—you don’t want me to let you breathe
And I like fu*king you in a hospital bed
To be with you, I lost everything I had
When I fu*k you, it’s like descending into hell
You’re mentally deranged, but I feel like you’re my other half
When I call you, I don’t even know what I’m doing
Because you’re truly wicked
You’d show up wearing your Prada shades
You’d tell me you hated me every time I took you
And I know you’re a real demon—I don’t mind dying if it’s you who kills me

[Chorus: MARCE & Metrika]
When she loses it, it sounds like: “Ah, ah, ah, ah-ah-ah”, woah
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah, ripped to shreds, total “final boss” b!tch
It sounds like: “Ah, ah, ah, ah-ah-ah”
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah, ripped to shreds, total “final boss” b!tch (Woah, eh; prrrah)

[Verse 4: MARCE & Metrika]
You’re crazy, just like Harley, eh, woah
I’m your brat, like Billy—I want you to be my Mandy (Ah-ah)
They’ve… they’ve… they’ve put you… Psychopath, popping pills
You’re a psycho with no panties on
And even though we’re not a couple, she’ll kill me if I don’t propose
She wants me to break her out of that asylum
She took a benzo, but it doesn’t quiet her demons
Wow—well, I’m crazy too; I’ll admit I’ve even paid for photos (Ah-ah-ah; Diky, you’re crazy; ah)
She pays the security guard to watch me touch myself
It’s the closest thing to watching porn (Wow)

[Chorus: Dlomalo, Dlomalo & Metrika, Metrika]
When she loses it, it sounds like: “Ah, ah, ah, uh-ah-ah”
Ah-ah-ah, stockings completely torn—a total “final boss” $lut
It sounds like: “Ah, ah, ah, ah-ah-ah”
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah, stockings completely torn—a total “final boss” $lut

[Outro: MARCE & Metrika]
Ah
Prod. by Chesy, ay
Tkmelorecords
2026, La Orden
Messing around with vampire girls, ah
When I lose it, it sounds like: “Ah, ah, ah, ah-ah-ah”
Ah, ah, ah, ah-ah-ah, stockings completely torn—a total “final boss” $lut