Como Te catapults us into a hyper-kinetic world where Naples meets Medellín and swagger is the only currency. Geolier and Emis Killa juggle Neapolitan, Spanish, and Italian slang as they brag about stuffed cash closets, Rolexes, Lamborghinis, and million-euro paydays. Amid the flashing luxury, the hook repeats a simple question – Escúchame, ¿cómo te llama? – reminding us that even the biggest bosses still look for recognition and a name. Their verses paint the life of a street-made “capo”: fearless, armed, and always answering the call of the next deal, yet pointedly ignoring worried phone calls from mama.
Behind the bravado lies a darker truth. References to Pablo Escobar’s “plata o plomo,” the constant talk of guns, and the absence of real love (“cento pute nell’iPhone, nessuna nel corazón”) hint at the emptiness that shadows fast money. It is a celebration of hustle and status, but also a cautionary snapshot of never-ending hunger, restless nights, and fleeting loyalty. "Como Te" ultimately feels like a party track with an aftertaste of danger: exhilarating, addictive, and just a little bit tragic.