I’m calculating, don’t worry about it my dear
Things swirling in the background, huh
I agree, I was not in the plan
But we blew away (huh)
Hey, you’re showing guns in the clip
But my friends are of solid gun, hmm
You became a gangsta, you became a rapper
Be a man and a little
Emporio Armani 7, yeah, pick it off the shelf
I got it all, I didn’t run from the expense
Black Mercedes, like Prime
No shift, my turluyo is around
My shape is bad, you see on the screen
I no longer have a job with love, with sadness
Maybe you’d like it, yeah, if I told you trouble
But it’s making money’ ram-pam-pam
“Batuflex” brand, coins wave
Istanbul chaos, likе Favela
With more gas, not this Mazda
Not our body but our head is sick
“Batuflеx” brand, coins wave
Istanbul chaos, like Favela
With more gas, not this Mazda
Not our body but our head is sick
I wore the Paris jersey, I made ten million
They talk too much but the truth is out
“What are you doing?” I say “Millions” to those who say
Keep going, same friends
Rust the cigarette, rust, rust
AKDO, pass the beat, pass, pass
Buckle up, tie up, tie up
Head again NASA, NASA, NASA
Every time I hit 90 like Paul Pogba
I got the big money, you pick up the coins
I’m making music and not knowing it
I saved myself, I came from the street
I saved myself, I came from the street
I don’t fall easily, even if you do forty somersaults
I’ve succeeded, believe something
If even the officer is listening AMCAS (ha-ha-ha-ha)
“Batuflex” brand, coins wave
Istanbul chaos, like Favela
With more gas, not this Mazda
Not our body but our head is sick
“Batuflex” brand, coins wave
Istanbul chaos, like Favela
With more gas, not this Mazda
Not our body but our head is sick (ey)
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Umhite Lyrics – Umhite
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