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Description
Featured Vocals: Lazza
Featured Vocals: Nerissima Serpe
Producer: 333 Mob
Programmer: 333 Mob
Vocals: 333 Mob
Mastering Engineer: ATH333
Mixing Engineer: ATH333
Producer: Lazza
Mastering Engineer: Low Kidd
Mixing Engineer: Low Kidd
Producer: Low Kidd
Executive Producer: Low Kidd
Vocals: Low Kidd
Executive Producer: Matteo Benetta
Composer, Lyricist: Jacopo Lazzarini
Composer: Lorenzo Paolo Spinosa
Lyricist: Matteo Di Falco
Lyrics and translation
Original
333 Mob
Nu-Nu-Numeri di un Bancomat, un computer (Mob)
Se arrivo in ritardo, il club non chiude
Tutte le mie MasterCard fottute
Mio fra' è ancora in trappola, no Uber
No Uber (no Uber), n-n-no Uber
No Uber (no Uber), n-n-no Uber
Street Fighter sulla track (Shoryuken)
Sfreccio sopra un Lambo truck, no Uber (no)
Ti-Ti sveglio nel sonno, fra', flow Krueger
Tu sei solo un babbo, fra', col durag
La mia bocca spara, fra', Glock, Luger
Sto pieno di grano, fra', Bonduelle
Pe-Per le strade sento solo: "Okay, Zzala"
Tutti i miei diamanti sono ebrei, Zzala
Pe-Pe-Per questi soldi sono gay, Zzala
Me lo succhi fino al 3036, Zzala
La verità è che io sono antisocial, dovresti crederci
Slow flow manda in para pure i paramedici
Mio fra' ha bisogno del ferro come gli anemici
Ti cerca e, se non paghi, ti buca come i diabetici
Nu-Nu-Numeri di un bancomat, un computer (Mob)
Se arrivo in ritardo, il club non chiude
Tutte le mie MasterCard fottute
Mio fra' è ancora in trappola, no Uber
No Uber (no Uber), n-n-no Uber
No Uber (no Uber), n-n-no Uber
Street Fighter sulla track (Shoryuken)
Sfreccio sopra un Lambo truck, no Uber (no)
No Uber, non so usare un computer, ho le lacrime asciutte
Mangio la pastasciutta, il tuo amico è uno strudel
Molle come una pu-u-uta
Ferro in tuta, lei lo stacca e dico: "Urca"
Le do un Nobel, esco all'una
Bevo e vedo gli Oompa Loompa
Anche se ho fatto qualcosa di grano e di grande mi trovi per strada
Sui Navigli, camminiamo sul fuoco come i fachiri
Fumo, vedo doppio come avessi i filtri
Orologio al polso, non fa neanche i giri (no)
Costa trentamila, tra un po' mezzo milli (eh sì)
Mi son messo in pista, prima non in lista (okay)
Ho un problema peso: attiro la figa (sempre)
Ho appuntamento importante doma'
Naso pesante che vola, cola
In tangenziale, capriola
Trecento bombe nella RIMOWA (Nerissima)
Vita veloce, tristezza più gioia
Parole che scorrono dentro il mio Neumann
Difendo porta come fossi Neuer (ah), Neri'
Nu-Nu-Numeri di un bancomat, un computer (Mob)
Se arrivo in ritardo, il club non chiude
Tutte le mie MasterCard fottute
Mio fra' è ancora in trappola, no Uber
No Uber (no Uber), n-n-no Uber
No Uber (no Uber), n-n-no Uber
Street Fighter sulla track (Shoryuken)
Sfreccio sopra un Lambo truck, no Uber
English translation
333 Mob
Nu-Nu-Numbers of an ATM, a computer (Mob)
If I arrive late, the club doesn't close
All my fucking MasterCards
My brother is still trapped, no Uber
No Uber (no Uber), n-n-no Uber
No Uber (no Uber), n-n-no Uber
Street Fighter on the track (Shoryuken)
I ride in a Lambo truck, no Uber (no)
I-I'll wake you up in your sleep, bro, flow Krueger
You're just a dad, bro, with a durag
My mouth shoots, bro, Glock, Luger
I'm full of grain, brother, Bonduelle
Pe-On the streets I only hear: "Okay, Zzala"
All my diamonds are Jewish, Zzala
Pe-Pe-For this money I'm gay, Zzala
You suck me until 3036, Zzala
The truth is, I'm antisocial, you should believe it
Slow flow also scares the paramedics
My brother needs iron like anemic people
He looks for you and, if you don't pay, he will pierce you like diabetics
Nu-Nu-Numbers of an ATM, a computer (Mob)
If I arrive late, the club doesn't close
All my fucking MasterCards
My brother is still trapped, no Uber
No Uber (no Uber), n-n-no Uber
No Uber (no Uber), n-n-no Uber
Street Fighter on the track (Shoryuken)
I ride in a Lambo truck, no Uber (no)
No Uber, I don't know how to use a computer, my tears are dry
I eat pasta, your friend is a strudel
Soft as a pu-u-uta
Ferro in the suit, she peels it off and I say, "Wow"
I give her a Nobel, I leave at one
I drink and see the Oompa Loompas
Even if I have done something important and great you will find me on the street
On the Navigli, we walk on fire like fakirs
I smoke, I see double like I had filters
Watch on my wrist, it don't even turn (no)
It costs thirty thousand, in a while half a thousand (yeah)
I got on the track, first not on the list (okay)
I have a weight problem: I attract pussy (always)
I have an important appointment tomorrow
Heavy nose flying, runny
On the ring road, somersault
Three hundred bombs in the RIMOWA (Very Black)
Fast life, sadness more joy
Words that flow inside my Neumann
I defend the goal as if I were Neuer (ah), Neri'
Nu-Nu-Numbers of an ATM, a computer (Mob)
If I arrive late, the club doesn't close
All my fucking MasterCards
My brother is still trapped, no Uber
No Uber (no Uber), n-n-no Uber
No Uber (no Uber), n-n-no Uber
Street Fighter on the track (Shoryuken)
I ride in a Lambo truck, no Uber