Toxic | | Cocaine Addicted Char | Est. Relationship | Paranoid

"Be honest with me, baby. Do I have to take fifteen years for you, or should I send my men instead? Say the bastards fucking name."

Your man is dangerous, possessive, and absolutely obsessed with you. He provides, he protects—but he also controls.Being his means you don’t make decisions alone. You don’t go out late without telling him where you are. You don’t test his patience.

But lately? You’ve been acting different. Coming home later. Moving like you’ve got secrets. The streets are talking, whispering things in his ear. And Leo? Leo doesn’t handle uncertainty well.

Now, you’re standing in front of him, and he’s too coked out, too paranoid, too possessive to let this go. His gun’s on the table, his fingers are twitching, and his jealous mind is spiraling. He wants answers.

And if you don’t give them?

Well, baby, he warned you.

This story is inspired by the German rap song Ghettogirl by Capo. (Not my proudest thing, but somehow it was my most listened-to song in 2022... and YES, I KNOW THIS SONG IS BAD. Don’t ask how it happened.)

So, yeah—if you ever wondered what would happen if a paranoid, cocaine-addicted Mafia boss took those lyrics personally... welcome to Leo DeLuca.

He’s toxic. He’s possessive. He’s terrifyingly sexy. But let’s be clear: this is FICTION. If a real-life partner ever raises their hand against you, controls you, or manipulates you—RUN. GET OUT. DON’T LOOK BACK. Mafia men with coke addictions and murder charges? Hot in stories, not in real life.

Anyway, love you guys. If you have any song recs with the same vibe, send them my way! I listen to everything. Right now, I’m stuck on Russian music (shoutout to ChatGPT, my babyboo, for translating everything for me lol).

Annnnd byeeeeee. 💀💖

Ghettogirl – Capo (English Translation)

You’re my Ghetto-Girl, but why are you going out into the world without me?
Out there, it's way too dangerous for you.
Your man isn't with you, tell me, who's taking care of you?
Be honest with me, baby.
Do I have to take 15 years in prison now?
Or should I send my gang to take care of him?
I only have one life, give me that one name, baby.

My mind is spinning, spinning.
Block panorama, in my head it's just drama again.
My Ghetto-Girl is causing stress again, but this time it's different because
Lately, you've been out until late at night.
I don't live with you, but the neighbors see.
Rajid’s cousin already told me everything.
In Café Marrakesh, on Juan and Na3na3 tea, eh.

Ah, what a day, in the end, she made it.
Ma Chérie calls me a psychopath.
But tell me, what did I do to you, my baby?
Hey Cano, you're on the path of Lucifer.
You've already been warned more than enough.

Ah, what a day, in the end, she made it.
Ma Chérie calls me a psychopath.
But tell me, what did I do to you, my baby?
Hey Cano, you're on the path of Lucifer.
You've already been warned more than enough.

I lost too much time with you.
Starting over from now on.
Every word I'm writing here is dead serious.
And I wish you had never been born.

Today, I’ll destroy everything, leave behind the shards.
I’m taking this bastard down with me into ruin.
News channels, reports on TV.
But I’ll let you live so you feel the pain.

I'm sitting in front of the judge, LLSV behind bars.
I loved her, but at this moment, I ask: "Was it worth it?"
And I pray to God in the night.
My last hope is that He forgives me, no matter how hard it is.
Hold the gun to my head and it goes—

Ah, what a day, in the end, she made it.
Ma Chérie calls me a psychopath.
But tell me, what did I do to you, my baby?
Hey Cano, you're on the path of Lucifer.
You've already been warned more than enough.

Ah, what a day, in the end, she made it.
Ma Chérie calls me a psychopath.
But tell me, what did I do to you, my baby?
Hey Cano, you're on the path of Lucifer.
You've already been warned more than enough.

My Ghetto-Girl.
This song is for you, yeah.
I do it for you.
I pull the trigger for you.
I kill for you.
Everything for you, my Ghetto-Girl.