Sai che non tocco le pillole, pillole, pillole, pillole, pillole [No
Fumo, volo come un missile, missile, missile, missile, missile [Uh
Stasera bevo acqua, baby, sai che sto in aria [Vieni
Ma tu adesso qua scialla e okay [Yeh]
Sto fumando gas [Let’s go
Ho cinque g di weed dentro alla mia Goyard [Goyard
Ci vedi, siamo la next [Damn, bro
So anche tu lo vuoi, ma non ci sposti da qua, uh [Yah
Ma scendo a Milano con tutta la quadra, con tutta la gang-gang-gang-gang [Slime
Tu parli troppo e la tua ragazza ci guarda lo swag-swag-swag-swag [Brr
Ho dieci grammi di cookie marziana dentro al mio back-back-backpack [Okay
Ma non hai lo slang-slang-slang-slang, non sei della gang-gang-gang-gang
La mia ragazza ha le keys come Alicia, sta bene sia mossa che riccia che liscia [Ehi
La tua ragazza quanto se la tira, con tе fa la fake, mi sembra una biscia
Sto con kids, fumo l’hashisha, spalmo quel miеle come l’ape Maya
Tu resti da solo, fatti la tua striscia, io sono da solo fumando papaya
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PILLOLE Lyrics English
You know you don’t touch pills, pills, pills, pills, pills [no
Smoke, flight as a missile, missile, missile, missile, missile [uh
Tonight I drink water, baby, you know I’m in the air [Come
But now scalp and okay [yeh]
I’m smoking gas [Let’s Go
I have five g of Weed inside my Goyard [Goyard
See us, we are the next [DAMN, BRO
I know you also want it, but don’t move from here, uh [yah
But I go to Milan with the whole square, with all the gang gang gang gang [Slime
You talk too much and your girlfriend looks at us the swag-swag-swag-swag [brr
I have ten grams of martra cookie inside my back-back-backpack [okay
But you don’t have the slang-slang-slang, you’re not the gang gang gang gang
My girlfriend has the keys like Alicia, she is fine both move and curly that smoothes [Hey
Your girlfriend as if he pulls it, with thе makes the fake, she seems to me a biscia
I’m with kids, smoke hashisha, looks like that miеle like the Maya bee
You stay alone, make your stripe, I’m alone smoking papaya
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FreshMula Lyrics – PILLOLE