NU PARL, NU SENT, NU VEC
I got Gs, dreams, cojones, dinero
Strap, racks, hoes, dope
I got Gs, dreams, cojones, dinero
Strap, racks, hoes, dope
Poison
Yeah
So' in carbonio tutt' 'e plastiche 'e l'Urus
Chisti ccà cadeno 'nterra cu nu suffio
'E sicuro nun me fermo
E pure si ristasse fermo pe diec'anne, manco tanto me raggiunge
Faccio sorde comme si tenesse 'e bot
Stongo a casa, veco Capri senza yacht
Guarda, stongo cu D'Alessio e joco a golf, dice ca so' forte
Sto mettenno in chiaro tutt' 'e cose ca nun dico
Pеcché, si po sî ggentile, 'a ggentе penza ca nn'sî furbo
Vonno tutt' 'e miliune c'aggio fatto, ca nun serveno cchiù 'e tanto
Chilli llà songo pe fà bella figura
Nn'tengo cchiù vint'anne, vintitré pe ll'esattezza
E, si fosse p' 'e sorde, da mo m' 'ess' 'a dato 'o fermo
Tanto sto cuntanno, sto cuntanno, sto cuntanno
E nel frattempo sta muglierema ca 'e spenne e nun m'avvence
Tappeto russo, AK pure
Tanto ammo cagnato già tutte cose
'Int'ô juoco n'intruso vene abbattuto
O c' 'o accattammo e 'o mannammo n'ata vota areto pe nuje
Nun parlo, nun veco, si sento, nun dico
Nun vaco dicenno strunzate in giro
Nun sento che dice, nu sacco 'e nemice
Ca so' piccerille 'int'a uno mirino
Machine 'e lusso ma povere d'anima
Songo lunatico, songo turnato
Parlo cuntanno, cuntanno, cuntanno
Magnanno magnanno te vene cchiù famme
Accatto e vennimmo, nn'ce mantenimmo
Nu 'nciarme, duje 'nciarme, ascimmo
Pe Napule so' nu simbolo
Sette su sette
Mo m'aggi' 'a arapì n'Eurobet
E, si ritorno a Sanremo, scummetto che perdo
Miette 'o beat, miezu scè
L'alfabeto mio è cchiù luongo (Grr-pauh)
L'incasso a fore 'e tasse è tutto lordo (Bleah)
Sto luanno 'e scarpe pecché sto saglienno a bordo
'Sta barca tene 'o cesso e pure 'a stanza addò me cocco (Ahah)
Reale e po, si fallimmo, ggiuro
Me 'nvento n'ata cosa, e n'ata cosa, e n'ata cosa
E mal che vada vaco a ffà n'ata vota 'e saldature
Cu tutte 'sti meliune nn'perdo maje chella abitudine (No, maje)
Traso dint'ô stadio d'addò trase Kvara
Napule a dicembre trenta grade, Bahamas
E femmene 'e Napule me vonno single
Ma in modo affettuoso e in modo simbolico
Tappeto russo, jammo ch' 'e tute
Tanto ammo cagnato ggià tutte cose
'Int'ô juoco n'intruso vene abbattuto
O nn' 'o penzammo o c' 'o accattammo
Nun parlo, nun veco, si sento, nun dico
Nun vaco dicenno strunzate in giro
Nun sento che dice, nu sacco 'e nemice
Ca so' piccerille 'int'a uno mirino
Machine 'e lusso ma povere d'anima
Songo lunatico, songo turnato
Parlo cuntanno, cuntanno, cuntanno
Magnanno magnanno te vene cchiù famme
NO TALK, NO SEE, NO TIME
I got cash, dreams, balls, money
Gun, stacks, women, drugs
I got cash, dreams, balls, money
Gun, stacks, women, drugs
Poison
Yeah
I'm in carbon with all the plastics of the Urus
These chains here fall to the ground with a whistle
I won't stop for sure
And even if it stayed still for ten years, it wouldn't catch up with me
I act deaf as if I had a shop
I stay home, I see Capri without a yacht
Look, I'm with D'Alessio playing golf, he says I'm strong
I'm making clear all the things I don't say
Because, if you're kind, people think you're not smart
They want all the millions I've made, which are no longer needed
Those over there are just for show
I'm not twenty anymore, twenty-three to be exact
And, if it was for the money, they would have given it to me by now
I keep counting, keep counting, keep counting
And in the meantime, this woman who spends and doesn't notice me
Russian carpet, AK too
I've already damned all things
In the game an intruder comes down
We bought it and sent it back for us
I don't talk, I don't see, I hear, I don't say
I don't go around saying bullshit
I don't hear what they say, a bunch of enemies
They're kids in a scope
Luxury machines but poor in soul
I'm a lunatic, I'm twisted
I talk counting, counting, counting
Eating, eating, you get more hungry
I buy and we come, we don't keep it
One shot, two shots, we go up
In Naples, I'm a symbol
Seven out of seven
Now I have to open Eurobet
And if I go back to Sanremo, I bet I'll lose
Put the beat, halfway down
My alphabet is longer (Grr-pauh)
The cash from taxes is all gross (Bleah)
This year I'm wearing shoes because I'm sliding on board
This boat has a toilet and even a room where I chill (Ahah)
Real and then, if we fail, I swear
I come up with something else, and something else, and something else
And worst case, I'll go back to welding
With all this money, I never lose that habit (No, never)
I go into the stadium where Kvara comes out
Naples in December thirty degrees, Bahamas
And the women of Naples want me single
But in an affectionate and symbolic way
Russian carpet, let's go with all
I've already damned all things
In the game an intruder comes down
Either we didn't think about it or we bought it
I don't talk, I don't see, I hear, I don't say
I don't go around saying bullshit
I don't hear what they say, a bunch of enemies
They're kids in a scope
Luxury machines but poor in soul
I'm a lunatic, I'm twisted
I talk counting, counting, counting
Eating, eating, you get more hungry