More songs by Luciano
Description
Composer, Producer: madein2k
Composer, Producer: Oliver Zoega
Composer, Producer: Serra
Lyricist: Luciano
Lyricist: Bozza
Lyricist: Luke Clay
Lyrics and translation
Original
(Forever)
Ah, ja, ah, ja
M-make money, impress that bitch, ja (Ja)
Mach' Big Steps, it's me, ah (Boh)
No haircut, komm' in 'nem Lamb' Truck
Deine Gang voll Pussy, voll Capper (Ah)
Meine Bad B's kommen mit Birkins (Ja)
Big Boss, meine Aura ist certain (Ja, ja)
Deshalb dein Baby geblendet (Oh)
Real G, meine Diamonds am dancen (Boh)
Dein Ex-Boyfriend ist 'n Loser (Ja)
Hatt nicht mal Cash für 'n Uber (Boh)
Ist unterwegs mit'm Scooter
Ich fahr' vorbei in mei'm Cullinan-Truck, ja
Yo, what the fuck? (Fuck)
She's in love, deine Main Chick suckt, ah (Hehe)
Bro, tu nicht auf tough
Sie hat gecheckt, Bro, tu nicht auf Boss, ah
Deine-Deine Shows sind lame
Richtig groß, denn dir fehlt die Sauce, ja (No sauce)
Dir fehlen die Chicks, dir fehlt der Cali, dir fehlt der—, hah
Dir fehlt alles
Meine Clique, we keep on runnin'
Zwanzig Lambo-Trucks im Valet
Zwanzig Champagne-Bottles poppin'
Make money, impress that bitch, ja (Ja)
Mach' Big Steps, it's me, ah (Boh)
No haircut, komm' in 'nem Lamb' Truck
Deine Gang voll Pussy, voll Capper (Ah)
Meine Bad B's kommen mit Birkins (Ja)
Big Boss, meine Aura ist certain (Ja, ja)
Deshalb dein Baby geblendet (Oh)
Real G, meine Diamonds am dancen
Papacito (Hehe)
Ja, hah, ja, hah, ja
Boh-Boh, boh-boh, ja
(Forever)
Ah, flex, flex, flex, flex, ah
Du flext mit Santos in dei'm Clip (Chyeah)
Bist in dei'm Film, ja (Ja)
Deine Aura lame, ich schieb' dich weg
Du bist noch ein Kind, komm (Boh-boh)
Loco zeigt dir Cali-Names
Dollar-Bills, gute Chicks
Columbia, volle Clips, oh my God
Yo, Bro, fuck that shit (Fuck)
Hol' mir 'ne Blickey Bitch (Boh)
Ich hab' Million'n verbrannt (Boh)
Und ich bin trotzdem rich (Loco)
Wurde vom Block geprägt (Wouh)
Wurde vom Hass gefickt (Wouh)
Da, wo das Hochhaus steht
Ha-hab' ich den Tod geseh'n
Beherrsch' dein'n Blick, wenn ich vorbeifahr'
Und du senkst dein'n Ton, wenn ich vor dir steh'
Frosted Limited Audemars und ein Skeleton von Cartier
Drauf gechillt, doch ich hab' mein'n Plan
Also sag Respekt immer nach mein' Nam'n
La-lass dein Chit-Chat oder nimmst Smoke
Puto, vergiss nicht, wo ich herkomm'
Don't mess with my papi
He make the rules
Él es el único y nadie más
Real hasta la muerte, papacito
(Chyeah)
Bist in dei'm Film, ja (Ja)
Deine Aura lame, ich schieb' dich weg
Du bist noch ein Kind, komm (Boh-boh)
Loco zeigt dir Cali-Names
Dollar-Bills, gute Chicks
Columbia, volle Clips, oh my God
Du flext mit Santos in dei'm Clip (Chyeah)
Bist in dei'm Film, ja (Ja)
Deine Aura lame, ich schieb' dich weg
Du bist noch ein Kind, komm (Boh-boh)
Loco zeigt dir Cali-Names
Dollar-Bills, gute Chicks
Columbia, volle Clips, oh my God (Yeah, ah, ja, hah)
English translation
(Forever)
Ah, yes, ah, yes
M-make money, impress that bitch, yes (Yes)
Take big steps, it's me, ah (Boh)
No haircut, come in a Lamb truck
Your gang full of pussy, full of cappers (Ah)
My Bad B's come with Birkins (Yeah)
Big Boss, my aura is certain (Yes, yes)
That's why your baby blinded (Oh)
Real G, my Diamonds are dancing (Boh)
Your ex-boyfriend is a loser (yes)
Don't even have cash for an Uber (Boh)
Is traveling on a scooter
I'll drive by in my Cullinan truck, yeah
Yo, what the fuck? (fuck)
She's in love, your main chick sucks, ah (Hehe)
Bro, don't act tough
She checked, Bro, don't act boss, ah
Your-your shows are lame
Really big, 'cause you're missing the sauce, yeah (No sauce)
You're missing the chicks, you're missing the Cali, you're missing the—, hah
You're missing everything
My clique, we keep on runnin'
Twenty Lambo trucks in the valet
Twenty champagne bottles poppin'
Make money, impress that bitch, yes (Yes)
Take big steps, it's me, ah (Boh)
No haircut, come in a Lamb truck
Your gang full of pussy, full of cappers (Ah)
My Bad B's come with Birkins (Yeah)
Big Boss, my aura is certain (Yes, yes)
That's why your baby blinded (Oh)
Real G, my Diamonds are dancing
Papacito (Hehe)
Yes, hah, yes, hah, yes
Boh-boh, boh-boh, yes
(Forever)
Ah, flex, flex, flex, flex, ah
You flex with Santos in your clip (Chyeah)
You're in your movie, yes (yes)
Your aura is lame, I'm pushing you away
You're just a kid, come on (Boh-boh)
Loco shows you Cali names
Dollar bills, good chicks
Columbia, full clips, oh my God
Yo, Bro, fuck that shit (Fuck)
Get me a Blickey Bitch (Boh)
I burned a million (Boh)
And I'm still rich (Loco)
Was minted by the block (Wouh)
Got fucked by hate (Wouh)
Where the high-rise is
Ha-I saw death
Control your look when I drive past
And you lower your tone when I stand in front of you
Frosted Limited Audemars and a Cartier skeleton
Chilled about it, but I have my plan
So always say respect after my name
La-leave your chit chat or take smoke
Puto, don't forget where I come from
Don't mess with my daddy
He makes the rules
This is the only one and more
Really has the death, papacito
(Chyeah)
You're in your movie, yes (yes)
Your aura is lame, I'm pushing you away
You're just a kid, come on (Boh-boh)
Loco shows you Cali names
Dollar bills, good chicks
Columbia, full clips, oh my God
You flex with Santos in your clip (Chyeah)
You're in your movie, yes (yes)
Your aura is lame, I'm pushing you away
You're just a kid, come on (Boh-boh)
Loco shows you Cali names
Dollar bills, good chicks
Columbia, full clips, oh my God (Yeah, ah, yeah, hah)