I got Gs, dreams, balls, money
Strap, racks, hoes, dope
I got Gs, dreams, balls, money
Strap, racks, hoes, dope (Poison)

Yeah, carbon fiber and all the plastics of the Urus
These ones here fall to the ground with a breath
For sure I won't stop
And even if I stayed still for ten years, they wouldn't catch up to me
I make money as if I had stocks
I'm at home, I see Capri without a yacht
Look, I'm with D'Alessio playing golf, they say I'm strong
I'm clarifying all the things I don't say
Because, if you can be kind, people think you're not smart
They want all the millions I've made, which aren't that useful anymore
Those ones are just for show
I'm not twenty anymore, twenty-three to be exact
And if it were for the money, I would have stopped by now
But I'm counting, I'm counting, I'm counting
And in the meantime, my wife is spending and doesn't tell me

Russian carpet, AK too
We've already changed everything
In the game, an intruder gets taken down
Or we buy him and send him back for us

I don't speak, I don't see, if I hear, I don't say
I don't go around saying nonsense
I don't hear what they say, a lot of enemies
That are small in a sight
Luxury cars but poor in soul
I'm moody, I'm back
I speak counting, counting, counting
Eating, eating makes you hungrier

We buy and sell, we maintain ourselves
One charm, two charms, we rise
In Naples, I'm a symbol
Seven out of seven
Now I have to open a Eurobet
And if I return to Sanremo, I bet I'll lose
Put the beat, half a scene
My alphabet is longer
The income outside of taxes is all gross
I'm wearing out shoes because I'm boarding
This boat has a bathroom and also the room where I sleep
Real and then, if we fail, I swear
I'll invent something else, and something else, and something else
And worst case, I'll go back to welding
With all these millions, I never lose that habit (no, never)
I enter the stadium where Kvara enters
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 the suits
We've already changed everything
In the game, an intruder gets taken down
Or we don't think about it or we buy him

I don't speak, I don't see, if I hear, I don't say
I don't go around saying nonsense
I don't hear what they say, a lot of enemies
That are small in a sight
Luxury cars but poor in soul
I'm moody, I'm back
I speak counting, counting, counting
Eating, eating makes you hungrier

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